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Written by Anna DeVine   
Monday, 02 June 2008
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Like a puppet on a string
I can make you dance and sing
The reason I manipulate
Is because I'm full of hate
I was fashioned perfectly
And my wisdom helped me see
That I am so much better than
He Who is the Great "I AM"

In secret counsel we all met
And planned a way we could offset
Michael and the others who
To this day to Him are true
As for the angels I misled 
I fooled from lies my mouth had spread
Quickly a rebellion rose
The line was drawn and many chose
My Father and His Government
To Whom this day I still resent

The war in Heaven rages on
Here on Earth where you're a pawn
So believe me when I say
That I will win this game we play
For I have vowed to never rest 
To ensure you fail His test


 



Copyright 2008 Anna DeVine
Keyword: Vanity
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Comments (5)
Posted by Zombie Punk
2008-06-02 19:12:31
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ooo, i got chills on this one. well written and the rhymes were perfect. you shall prevail in this battle, dont worry.
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Posted by resistanceisfreedom
2008-06-02 19:32:34
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hmmm this revealed a different kind of feeling from most poems. but i liked it. i really liked the line "the battle in heaven still rages on"
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Posted by Dirkin
2008-06-02 20:07:23
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The devils influence is subtle, like this poem. Well done!
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Posted by Terry Collett
2008-06-03 00:40:08
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I guess you had Milton at your shoulder being quite annoyed; but i love this, Anna.
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Posted by lobiva nadha
2008-06-03 01:31:23
well

this one was yeah different from most of the others,,, nice,,keep writing more such poems.

Thanks
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