Cynics must show wrath;
Still, we need to overcome,
With our utmost might.
Antichrist denies that Jesus Christ is God who came in the flesh
He Opposes God and Exalts himself above God
He is the beast rising up out of the sea, having 7heads and 10 horns
Upon his horns 10 crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy
He is the Beast with the number 666
He is the man of sin, the son of perdition
The Man of Lawlessness and who change times and laws
He is the deceiver of the elect and Wolf in sheep's clothing
He comes in peace and obtains the kingdom by flatteries
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if Solomon be
a true offspring of David
let his lifestyle speak
At the age of four, I saw perfection. I saw it in the crystal-like tears that ran like a river through my mother's soul. Reality cracked, within a shiny glass, creating reflections of my weak body. At the age of four, I was finally told, "You’ll never be perfect." But then, I realized that perfection is broken. It's fragile, it's weak, it's flawed, and it's beautiful. Tears became my rain. They became my joy. I spent days in hospital rooms while my mother's tears caressed my heart with their perfectly warm hands. Those tears fought with me, fought for me, lived for me, and died for me. At the age of 15, I saw perfection, again. I saw it in tears that broke out of the confines of hazel brown eyes and ran like a heavenly river of honey through the maple-sweet soul of a broken honeycomb. I saw perfection in a cracked looking glass. At last, another portal to the land of rainbows and diamond-white tears. Another girl, my girl. You should see the way she holds me. You should see the way she kisses me. You should see the way she loves me. You should see her. Because then, You would finally understand... that perfection is not perfect... It's more like a cracked diamond, a messy apple-pie, a fading rainbow, a giant spoonful of Nutella, a mother's tears, red petals that roses wear, the smell of freshly shampooed hair. A girl who talks to herself. A girl who talks to my heart. A girl who made me feel like I was four-years-old again. Earth's lucky charm. My baby girl. Lexi. I love you
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A man who commited no crime,
Yet forced to do the hardest time.
They shaved his head,
Gave him straw for a bed.
There was something special they knew,
But he was a convicted jew.
The nazi's seeked to destroy,
Primo Levi the geniouse boy.
Sent to work in the cold all day.
Not a bad word would he say.
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Cynics must show wrath;
Still, we need to overcome,
With our utmost might.
The vigorous chant of "Obi! Obi!!" which permeated the hall
Heralded my triumphal entry into the hall
Wow! spell bound Obi has held this entire hall
I thought, as I took my seat in the hall
Only to realize voting has not even started at all
Just like the game of foot ball
Where expectations do rise and fall
The mien of the aspirants said it all
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if Solomon be
a true offspring of David
let his lifestyle speak
It is not who you are
Neither does it exist in you
It's just a fabricated ideology
By the world around you
Extracted from unverified information
They have about you
Or probably what they picked up
From a mistake you made.
The mess they think you are
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The Storm comes and goes
But the damage it causes
Stares us in the face