false prophet by Princectrixx
sleepless night and tiring morning , sickness in my body like scientists experiment me in the lab trying to paint my situation to my pairs but crazy it's what I'm labelled it will be off the hook if I was rocking one , Nike , Adidas or puma but demons are attacking me every night , my prayers are related to God but the response are demon attacks I was searching for a light in the dark world , a wolve with a sheep skin reach the hands and suddenly my thoughts were caught up thinking it's God on my condemnation but I leaned the hard way that God is love , demon voices pierced my ear drum thinking it's a prince of peace but it was prince of parsia my eyes were always closed hoping not to see the reality , the devil was existing in my dreams and his temple in my body but my pairs wouldn't believe, saying I'm crazy but one day the word of God sprung to my body , and ripped lucifer off suddenly I was finding peace , demons were nolonger incharge and they left with shame now I was able to think with my thoughts and breath with my knoise and see with my eyes , the false prophet lost and I won even though on the battlefield I lost so many things but I didn't loose my life now I'm waiting upon the Lord to replace
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