Away is him, he who was destined to doom humanity,
From hearts he took humility,
Today we're healed, from scars which caused some to starve and others to path,
Path away form the world, martyred,
Martyred by those with the thoughts of power,
What are we waiting for to conquer?,
Conquer the world which once was ours.
Satan's gone but not!
He now resides in most hearts.
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Poems.
PoetryIt's a compilation of some poems I've wrote I hope you find some peace here!
