Lexie Mulkey (May 14,1997-?)
The World of Immortals
Why do we only come when something is in it for us physically?
Why don't we come to save our souls, and get eternity?
Why do we only come to the holy grounds, when the immortal pal is always near?
But when Tho comes to claim you as his, we turn away like he is dirt. We say come later, please?
Your a darn fool!
If you shout that.
Maybe you'll enjoy burning in hell along side the generation before.
Many do shout like a fool.
They take the broad easy way.
They know right form wrong in the humands eyes.
But what about the eyes of God, does he think your a good man?
We follow the immortal; We become one with the world.
When that happens, we degrade.
No more left of you, the sinner.
Your mistakes are counted against you because you follow the ways of the Immortal Man.
Is what is said to you.
You the Immortal Man.
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