Alianna McThead
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Root out the ancient darkness and plant a future with pure mercy.
Let it reach the soil of heaven and rend its way to indoctrinate the martyrs.
Moreover, undisguised by our late recognitions, the tears of thou shall not fall.
The delectation will whelm their blessed spirits and remove the pall.
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The eyes cannot see
As the heart is blind not
The fears cannot be sensed
If the life engines are broken
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Oh my extrasensory...
Have you been the one to ease the pain?
During a difficult state in life...
How could you see right through me?
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A wish she has come to conceal
Held away from the world, in her heart it appealed
To be such a faint gray rose
No water has yet spilled
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Through darkness and light
Lies a hidden path
A woman, stands, across a candle that's so bright
Black shredded dress, rests restlessly on her slender body
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By poet: The desire of stopping my inhaling is dominant
Should I fight and say 'Oh, I guess I may be a significant person to someone.'
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A darkened night
Stretched with its infinite beauty
That sunless sky was not her demise
But the addiction she began to hold was the faulty
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Name: A. Alianna McThead. Age: 15 Place of birth: Kuwait Favorite poet of all times: Edgar Allan Poe. 'I'd die for something that would mean my death is significant.')
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Judgment Day
Root out the ancient darkness and plant a future with pure mercy.
Let it reach the soil of heaven and rend its way to indoctrinate the martyrs.
Moreover, undisguised by our late recognitions, the tears of thou shall not fall.
The delectation will whelm their blessed spirits and remove the pall.
Now that they're acquainted by our gaffes, they share a significant extinguished ire.
The angels, demons and goblins take leave of their senses and become vampires.
Drink every sinned infidel blood, erase the defects and fouls.
Purify the dark broken souls.
A simple gesture, draws a smile on the destitute.
Disengage the agony, despair and pain from their ripped depths.
Neither oneself will last for eternity nor will die a thousand deaths.
Grave will be the sanctuary from the inevitable hurricane.
Mentality will lose itself and soon enough shall crave the sane.
The moon, sun and mountains absently bow to the great sound.
The sound of the bugle indicates every creature to the promised day.
And how will we act and what will we say?
The grounds shakes with fear,
The sun approximates so near.
Merely burning the entire cosmos, but only with the command of its creator.
All the seven skies shall collapse in the viewing of God's gracious glow.
Only those who're sincerely believed,
The excruciating apprehension breaks all the undefined metaphysical.
The previous celestial books all described the resurrection day, the obtain of hard work whether mental or physical.
Oh alas, how will we act and what will we say?
Fronting the omnipotent, the creator and the most holy.
So, while we live, we must ask forgiveness, do are prayers and every act.
That is to be essential duties.
Yes, now we will act before everything is annihilate
Now we will say before it's too late.
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