The rightious know of evil~
Burning coals sever my eyes. Like sulphur in the flames. I can't see where it began nor ends.... Yet, I have faith. Skipping along, the tightropes of hope. There are fears greater than life. shouldered between death and misery. Your wildest dreams shatter in the presence of absolute. Shone so brightly where can darkness escape? Beyond the raging flames of seperation. Their hatred only grows. A mere after thought. Took root, in the depths of creation. Acknowledged, but never sated. The snakes writhe with contempt. As they taste the dust along their shallow lips. What horror befalls the wicked. Oh, be not like the evil. Who strive and struggle with all their might. Only to fall by the very blight they exude.
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