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Ξ June 2nd, 2007 | → | ∇ hardcore faith |

Tragedy, infamy, much more precious though to me. when demons hide and angels sing, a day of wrath, but its much more beautiful to me. The final war, the final scream, the final day of life for everything. As I lift my eyes and get my wings, the final breath of history, and its much more meaningful to me. When all those who didn’t believe will get to see that they were wrong, with trebling hands they say their strong. But who can hide and not be found? All who are digging at the ground will eventually see reality, and now they cry out in their time of need…And its much…Much more beautiful to me…

I know its kinda mean and unlike the original “Jesus loves you” Christian poems this one has a I’M STILL WORKING ON PERFECTION touch to it. Like a “I haven’t got over wanting revenge” type thing. mwhahaahha

Katelyn Burch

 

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    So here is the start of a long and surprising journey, this is the poetry site for Katelyn Burch, all of my works are original from the title at the top to the name at the bottom. katelyn

    You, the readers, will be able to purchase my works in an ebook very soon, I have samples for you to ease the pain of waiting… enjoy!

     

 


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