Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished and frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.
Hell has come, death at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far & wide.
HELL'S ALWAYS BEEN HERE, BUT, HAVE NO FEAR BECAUSE THE 'ONE' THING THAT IS GOOD ABOUT IT'S PRESENCE IS...WHEW! WE DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT ITS FROZEN, PAINFUL WEAPONS FOR, THE 'BATTLE' IS NOT OURS, AMEN! THANK YOU, MY FRIEND. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
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