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Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #2289697
There are the verses of the halls of fame
Chain, Sane, Pain,
and I was in the game,
of living on the fast lane,
and all I did was entertain,
but the joy never came,
then I saw God's flame,
and my soul slowly grew truly tame,
so I set my sane to the mercy of the Merciful Aim,
and blessings by the blessings by the Blessed One's Name!
Even though, I'm the one pointed as the blame,
but my friends and friends of my enemies are the same,
hearing these verses then making faces of pain,
and showing their expressions of being disdain,
but it will never stop me from being God's gain,
and they gave me Chosen as my new nickname,
coined after crawling out of hell I overcame,
saw a heavenly dome, and I said, "God! Let this be my domain!"
And To God we belong and to Him is every lane,
and if you focus on every word drop of rain,
you will hear these verses chained in a chain,
and they say, "He is a man gone insane!"
But I'm only here as a man to explain,
that these are the verse of the halls of fame.
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