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I ain't quitten

Contributed by bsteel on Monday, 28th August 2006 @ 01:15:52 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

Brain, bones turn to fragments,
the day I die, I still got the passion,
I want to marry Mary Magdelene,
cause I'm the Cross and the Star of David,
reincarnated to lead this nation, this western civilization to it's destination,
I know destiny's involved,
that's why I walk the line between God and Satan,
wherever the demons and angels take us,
still, in God we trust,
yet I grow impatient, waiting for our placement,
fight till our day of arraignment,
the feds can't contain or tame us,
I fight all charges with the stainless,
don't worry I'm shameless,
when it comes to the state of nature,
all you need is paper,
to start a fire, when time and pressure are applied,
the Messiah will rise, from the ashes,
fragments, and burn all you skeptics,
combining science, pure mental anguish,
turned to raw mental energy,
feel the synergy,
for the Lord is calling me,
never count me out, till my bones decay,
I chose the game,
rather I was chosen, for this game,
blowing the caine, going insane,
steppin on stage,
if only my memory could stay,
in one spot, to explain my lot, years go by ,
so lost and brainwashed,
still I'm one half of the commission,
wholly committed,
yeah I feel I'm the boss,
and I ain't quitin.

Copyright © bsteel ... [ 2006-08-28 01:15:52]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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