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Name: Taylor
Country: Canada
Metro: Whitehorse
Birthday: 1/1/1900
Gender: Male
Interests: girls, GOD, freinds, GOD, talking, GOD, hangin out, GOD, PC, GOD, collecting hats, GOD, the Bible, GOD
Expertise: soccer, ministry
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Engineering
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/4/2005
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| i've killed and i've hurt
my love will not save me
i've stabbed and i'll burn
for my misguided bravery
i stepped out of comfort
onto unsteady ground
now buried in sin
its all tumbling down
i trusted myself
destroyed all you made
and i shall suffer
the sting of your blade
i'm scared and i'm running
my body is shaking
yet darker its growing
my heart it is breaking
i stand in this alley
awaiting you now
behold here you come
to take the last bow
you pull out a knife
youre picking me up
i'm gasping for air
while you're stabbing my gut
you pull out a gun
its trained on my head
flexing the trigger
you make sure that i'm dead
with blood on your hands
you're blinded by tears
your anger is swelling
and so are your fears
you see what you've done
and now you must run
for now it is blatantly shown
that i've won
thru death i am victor
thru life you are dead
just look at your hands
is it you that has bled
no, it is i
who took all the pain,
and now it is i
that shall take all the gain
i'm sorry my friend
the last bow is mine
theyre coming for you
and you'll serve all your time
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| 5 fingers of flesh
and bones made of steel
i sit here and stare
at what i must kill
i do not like pain
but a deals a deal
theyll give my soul
if i give him the nail
so, i pick it up slowly
with the tip on his wrist
i grab hold his arm
and then, well i twist
it cuts thru his skin
but it doesnt go deep
so i pound and i pound
with my fists while i weep
as i hold him down
his followers mourn
i puncture his head
with a crown made of thorns
in one hand a whip
the other a spear
i beat him and beat him
until death is near
i pierce both his legs
and the hand that is free
then i step back and stare
at the crucifix tree
its a monster ive made
and i reap all the costs
the good and the bad
the gains and the loss
i have just killed my master
i cannot go home
for now i am lost
abbandoned, alone
i attempt to stand still
but cant, and run to the cross
he looks down at me
and says; "all is not lost"
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| ...nail scarred hands reaching out for me...
"To the course i run, holding high my chains undone. now i am finally free, free to be what ive become; undone"
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| it has been long... oh too long since i last sighted the gates of my home. though soon i shall venture near... before then i know not what fortune or destiny shall bring, to you or to me... and that brings me to the conclusion that i must beyond all costs share with you one and all how much i care for you... though cliche and boring i may sound please heed my words... we know not what tommorrow may bring so live everyday as if it were your last... live everyday... everymoment... in anticipation of the end... and do not lose heart... and do not be shaken, for when all is gone... you will not regret it. you will only stand tall till the end with a true foundation, and a true foundation is not created by lies or self contradictions... therefore it can only be created by Him. the one God and the sovereign Creator...
he returns today, are you ready? because heck im not... but i plan on being ready when comes... same with you right... no... there is no planning in our lives... we dont get to control where we go what we do or how we do it... we just do it... for the glory of GOD we do it... there is no when... no predestined time He shall arrive... all we know is this, He will come when we least expect it... He will come and will not hesitate upon deciding your final judgement... after all is not everything written already in his mind... i warn you my friend...
be ready
for glory of God i call His blessing upon thee, that you may prosper and stay loyal to your King through trials and through treasures... through thick and through thin, that you may stay strong, and He strong with in you...
as your brother in Christ, i ask and beg you to be ready... for the time is at hand, look at the suffering of this world? does it not testify to the fact that His time is near... i am not say He will come with in the next week or ten thousand years... today or tommorow, its all the same to Him... He'll come when He sees fit... and you be ready... when the end comes... i pray you are prepared, His return will be a time that credit is given to those who thought ahead and heeded the words of the prophets and kings of old... be ready, i say to thee, be ready... for this is our second chance; there will be no third!
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 hello, this is me... this is not you... no... this is me... this is not bob marley as our thai taxi driver assumed... no, this is me... i am me, you are not me... this is me... i am not you,for i am me... dont forget who this... remember, this is me!
hello beloved omigos... i me... i can not spell.. i am in thailand... are you in thailand? i do not think so... unless... you think so... then maybe you are... i dont knwo everything... just almost anything... but not everything... i know you are not an alien species from the very pit of hell come to haunt me for eating rice while balancing a colony of small termites on my nose, i do not know if you deep down inside you have special feelings for ricky ricardo... but enough of that... i mean to say.. that, i am me...
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