My words landed me in a new cell. The chains remain the same, the place shifts. They would beat me, they would try and break me but I had been broke for too long. Yet my brokenness gave me the strength I needed to stay strong in this torture. I kept the words of old songs close, and only gave the lyrics as my response to my persecutors. Beating after beating came and I stood unafraid of them. They tried burning me and still the did not break me. I was not alone in this torture, but I was unknown. The ones who suffered beside me had taught me how to fight for my own being and now to fight this enemy with love. When they could no longer stand us they lined us up before a firing squad. Looking down the barrel of a gun, I was still unafraid. With my breath steady and heart beating, I gave them a small sly smile. My last breaths were took in song before my killers. The others joined in and it began to thunder. Lightning cracked across the sky and out voices raised in song were cut short by the bullets finding their targets. Those who could not be broken had been killed. As the rain poured over the bodies it seemed the song lingered and so did their resounding strength in their faith.
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Depths of my mind
De TodoCompilation of things ive written. PLease don't steal and if you want to use it just ask :) Please give it a read. There are darker themes within this, so please be aware of that.
