Alexander Coppedge

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Surrender


So, here I am blind within your dimension
In a dim cloaking mist still a man
You’ve taken my illumination
The gleam and ray of life, I had
Cast in this state alone in silence
Frighten by night and cold: yet, alive
Reaching thru dimness for awareness
Watching fading shadows change and surprise
In spirit, I accepted rather then doubting
Believing in best aims with its dream
Felt you hiding in your palace gloom
One brush from you things became insane
You are a wreaking disaster
Annihilation and last click of night
The underworld king, they tell me
Self anointed prince of pain with no laughs
Yet with lost of true vision
A tempter and worker of schemes
Freed the day Death was chased up a tree
Captured because he could not ascend

Submitted: Saturday, April 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013

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Fallen into the state of death. Alive and tormented by its realm host. Although dead still believing of the promise. Waiting for the second return. Conquest over death. Abundant life. Death realm limited to the earth not able to enter God or angel realms. Freedom and resurrection for those who supposedly died.

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