GreyExodus

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"...when the rich wage war is the poor that dies. war filled wite rage it grows unstoppable filled wit petty lies and false claims of being holy still it burs like a black flame consuming all in its path. the weak hide and run while the strong claims lead the wise are controlled by the follisih the life which we know ends in blood shed..". with an info like this i hav nothing left to say but this " they never belived me. they mocked me caused me some even attempted to take my priceless life from me.. you readimg this if i tell u my tale of confusion would u take my words as truth and not deceit. i fell in to a dark cold and empty sleep seeing faces i had never placed my eyes upon then one day i found out that these peple i saw were dead and not living they each existed in one time and place but now they breath no more. then one day a cold aura visited me. it was death the reaper of souls and he brought friends all with different intentions. at that point i found out that i was a walking dead and it was time for him to collect my escaped soul. without hesitation i took to feet and ran. i told youths the old and dieing but non believed me.........do u?" follow my dark path on Ekundayo Exodus Onifade on facebook