These people don't fight it. Consumed by their hatred and start ending life. The voices they test you. I love you I hate you with no instrumental I know that it's tough. The evil that creeps in it starts with a thought. This too shall pass. You should teach that. I turn on the news it's another mass shooting I look overseas genocides are still going on. Funded by riches by people who care about money not peace and then at their end. They ask God for forgiveness but God says be gone from my sight. My hope don't give up. These mental problems are doorways to places some don't understand. I fight against demons I live with depression and people who gossip they don't make it better ignore it. They care not what they do. A world full of bullies headed for a belly the whole thing is bull. When that devil is full.

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