

His LoveWhen nobody is there he isHis Love
Watching me Watching my every move Just waiting to help me When nobody sees me alone and hurting and angry he does And he's there just waiting to comfort me And when everything worth anything is gone I dont turn to fists I turn to him
And I Sometimes question his existence And sometimes wonder if he cares for me And I sometimes ponder all his glory I sometimes have the courage to serve him And in the sometimes I lack the will to serve him so, he remains by My side
His presence so obsure yet so distict mystifies m
-arktic
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-arktic, starving college student and underappreciated artist... since you've read this far, why not go see my gallery now...
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All that is solid melts into air, all that is holy is profaned, and man is at last compelled to face with sober senses, his real conditions of life, and his relations with his kind.
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