Poems from MattXanderPete

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"This world is a great sculptor's shop. We are the statues and there is a rumor going round the shop that some of us are some day going to come to life." -C.S. Lewis
Blinded by your misconception, You're afraid, but still you walk Aimlessly in a new direction, Refusing to admit you're lost   Carelessly...
God, please quiet these conflicting voices inside my head Is one of them yours? It's getting harder to tell. I'm trying to filter them out...
Our words are like weapons and we're at war, longing to hear the trumpet roar. It's ways rage against us, we can't ignore, but will...
I've tried to make sense of it all, but reasoning fails, which leaves me falling down again, to where I began to misunderstand this life...

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