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« on: April 25, 2004, 04:43:05 PM »

Hello. My name is Israel and I am new to this forum. I am from america and I like writing songs, poems, and other stuff. He is what I have.

---LOST CROSS---

I look up
You look down
Blood stained cross
On Holy ground
Nailed from hatred
Nailed for crime
His blood will stay
'Till the end of time
Look yet again
Down the row
Application of death
You and I know

---DEATH---

Died and tried, toil of pain
Hated and burned
Foes are slain
As flames do turn
Death is awaiting
Is iT yOuR tUrN?  

---SIN---

What about Sin?
Why is it here?
Why shed the tear?
Why go through Fear?
Why ordain the near?
What about sin?  

---Shattered Glory---

You push and shove
Hate the love
Think your all great
A real first rate
But you know what?
Why the rut?
You think your grand
Every thing in demand
But look and see
You cannot feed
God's thunder will come
And you'll feel the run
Of shattered old glory
And the blast of the gun
Blow the trumpet
And you will see
Shattered old glory
Of life's little seed...

---CALL TO THUNDER---

Call down the rain
Call down the wind
Call down the glory
Break it
Take it
Make it
Fake it
Call Down the rain
Call down the wind
call down the glory
Bury
The fury
In a hurry
It'll come out
Call down the thunder.

---Iron Cloth---
Cold
The hardness
The endurance
The forged power of the hearth
Warm
The softness
The warmth
The woven power of the heart
And to who does this comply
Every man shall live and die
Become angry or cry
For at the end of time
It will all fade
Only hope will last

That's it for now...
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I dip this pen into my heart, write from my soul.
If ink were blood, I'd be still and cold...
Incarcerated in mortality
Until we give up the ghost
Languishing over morality
The flesh we love the most
The soul incased in prison
Encircled within our minds
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« Reply #1 on: April 30, 2004, 01:24:07 PM »

Wow!
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"Man dreams and desires; God broods, and wills, and quickens."
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« Reply #2 on: April 30, 2004, 09:34:30 PM »

Thanks alot. I am currently writng an anti-drug poem/song.
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I dip this pen into my heart, write from my soul.
If ink were blood, I'd be still and cold...
Incarcerated in mortality
Until we give up the ghost
Languishing over morality
The flesh we love the most
The soul incased in prison
Encircled within our minds
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