Poemranker [Replying] Mon May 06 03:57:32 PDT 2024

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Satan was head angel Now King of Hell You were my savoir Until you fell Gone are the memories Of our days of joy Here is the knowledge Of your nasty ploy Burnt with our pictures My heart beats on my spine After a few days All will be fine I can get over Your evil ways You never will If the greed stays Tourturing others Making your own chains Stealing from others With no profit or gains How can you help me When you can't help yourself? How can you be a savior If you can't even save yourself?

OneFingerAnswer

3-Feb-03/5:08 PM

2. I turned down the offering of His hand long ago and I cannot find it in myself to look past the contradictions of the Bible to think that something written by men could save my life. If a man were to offer a book as long as a single book of the Bible he would be called a nut, not a prophet. I feel the same way about both Testaments. If I'm wrong I'll burn in Hell but I have a feeling the rest of you would be disappointed if there were anyway for your brain/mind/soul/Geist/whatever to register the fact that you got duped after you die.

3. It's about time you notice that the stanza I refered to is in fact metaphor free.

4. The question was "How?" not "Is it possible?" You did not provide an answer.

You can call it what you will but I'm tired of responding to you.

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