Eerie Erudition

Sometimes it just never made

Seeing made ye believing,

And then shall ye promenade

Although these things, they exist.

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With the rising of the evil

Why, it must gave doubt and wonder

Defying evil the devil,

Determined. Sublime, just like god?

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Could it bring about some sense?

Catching sight of “the” real thing

Regret, becomes a past tense

Relinquish “it” just won’t work.

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Life then won’t be under your power,

Leisurely the devil will subdue

Your soul, beyond what ye can tower,

Yelping falls on a deaf ear, sadly.

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But by the mercy and grace,

Believing, not overseen

Healing obstacles ye face

Hence have that small yet strong faith.

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Trust me when I define

That He does live in me

And my life is just so fine

Albeit ye fretting bout ghosts.