Spirits In The Mist

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Spirits In The Mist

Spirits In The Mist

 

Lost souls...

spirits in the mist,

searching for a peace,

that satan stole...

Lost in a darkness,

evil all around...

searching for a light,

none to be found...

Spirits lost....

searching for a place,

...a place to rest

satan took it all...

when they answered,

answered to his call...

Horns not thorns,

the crown on his head,

satan the master...

master of the living dead

An evil spirit...

hiding in the mist...

satan's evil eyes...

always watching,

hiding the way...

hiding the truth...

...with evil lies

Lost souls...

spirits in the mist,

searching for a peace,

never to be found...

satan always watching,

hiding in the background

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kdarcy commented on Spirits In The Mist

01-06-2011

Like the concept, for the spirits are all around us- no matter how or if we see/feel them, random thoughts are good. Give it a shot at a more clearer focus, leave us guessing a dream or satan, only a suggestion, be well my friend k

oldgoat

01/07/2011

Heck, most stuff I write is random stuff that comes to me, not really sure how or why I write some of what I write. I do beleive there are spirits around us but not spirits of the dead...God sends angels to watch over and protect us in our time of need, Satan like wise does the same but for a totally different purpose. I want get into any kind of Bible Preaching stuff, but I am a Born Again Christain saved by the Mercy, Grace, and Gift of Salvation thru The Blood of Jesus Christ. I really love hearing from ya, I just wanted you to know the real me and hope to hear from ya again...

kdarcy

01/07/2011

Have you read my " Free Will and Destiny " piece? Be well my friend k

oldgoat commented on Spirits In The Mist

04-02-2010

I like to mess around with a camera sometimes, the photo is actually just smoke from a ciggarette with the sun shining thru my front door. Weird, I know, but I see things in stuff, to much time alone I guess! lol! Anyway, that is where Spirits In the Mist originated from...

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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