Hell's Fires

December 31, 2011
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Burning sticks plucked from Hell's fires.
Though we are thieves, cheats, sinners, liars.
Of all the sinners- I am worst;
But aren't we all?

The worst chosen to be the best,
Chosen to suffer test after test.
Is there a reason? There must be:
God is not random.

Part of a plan too good to be true,
He's taken my heart and made it brand new.
Now no matter what I'm God's child,
And I'll live for Him.





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Zinaidia said...
Jan. 6, 2012 at 5:17 pm
Wow, very powerful and I could see it was from the heart. Just in the second to last line add a comma after "what" so there is a pause. Also I love the rhyming scheme, very creative. Great job!
 
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