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The Ones Time Forgot by my friend Steave"The Ones Time Forgot", by my friend Steave
As I look into the emptiness
Of so many around me,
I can only sympathize with their burdens
Of the people that want to be free.
For their eyes hold the reflections
Of what I see when I look in the mirror.
Our hearts constantly look for escape
But there is no escape! that should be clear.
To those who claim the care
We find ourselves reaching out.
But when we miss their caring hands
We have fallen again an we want to shout!
How can we depend on those
Who have vanished in our need?
But it is I who left them in my time of greed.
Now we must pay in pain
For doing not what we aught.
Now we must sit alone
with "the ones time forgot."
The Bad People, written by my friend Steave"The Bad People", written by my friend Steave
Just open your eyes and look around
Empty souls is what I found,
Living your life without the will of god,
He will judge you with and iron rod.
Walking this earth with senseless blonder
On this path you will be put assumder.
Mischief, Mayhem, Murder, and Greed
This is the affects of a badly sewn seed.
So I look to my heavenly father
And I ask him, why should I bother?
Because I need you and I will not shun
For your so precious to me I love you, your my son!
So get on your knees and pray for my will
I will conquer the devil that's my deal,
Come to the church hold hands with the steaple
Or you will become part of ....
The Bad People.
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