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Children cry.
People die.
Families are forever torn apart.
Soul's are unsaved.
Someone forgot to say goodbye... it was too late anyway.
Lost children.
Abused relationships.
Sadness.
Loss.
Regret.
Pain.
Death.
Satan laughs.
You can never go back, you just keep moving forward, trying to forget.
Keep moving forward.
But you never forget.
Images burned in your brain.
Hope is forgotten.
Hope is a thing of the past.
Dictators rise.
Terrorists attack.
The Future.
The near future.
The very near future.
There is a mark.
A special mark.
A mark on most people's foreheads.
Most, but not all.
The few who don't have it.
They have light.
They also have death.
They have torture awaiting them.
But torture is better than the world they live in.
Others don't understand.
It isn't worth the torture they will receive, they say.
But they are blind.
The unmarked see.
They know what will happen.
They are ready.
They are anxious.
Not of fear...
Of readiness.
Who are they? People ask.
The marked wonder.
Pity.
Hatred.
Smugness.
Hostility.
Wonder.
Towards the unmarked.
The unmarked can see clearly.
They have been faithful in the little things.
In the big things, too.
They trusted.
Obeyed.
They are children of the Light.
Of Paradise.
Of the King.
Of The Way.
People say they are foolish for being set apart.
For who can stand up to the beast himself?
They are set apart for greatness.
They can stand up to the beast.
Human wisdom is foolish.
But they have divine wisdom.
Divine wisdom is irrefutable.
A time will come when the marked will see clearly, too.
But it will be too late.
Regret.
Pain.
Suffering.
Mourning.
Loss.
The unmarked will be rejoicing.
For they will be in paradise.
The unmarked are that;
No blemishes.
White as snow.
The marked are that;
Covered in blemishes.
Filthy as manure.
So, when the time comes,
Will you be clean and unmarked,
Persecuted but filled with life?
Or dirty and marked,
Glorified but filled with emptiness?
Do not wait.
Time is short.
Do not be a fence-sitter.
It might be too late.
Have no regrets.
Run the race.
Win the prize that is paradise.
Stand firm.
So that in the end,
He will say, "Well Done."
~
Just three simple numbers can change your eternity.
666.




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MattstotheMax(c)
Maddie
Please do not plagiarize.
This is a lot darker than I usually do, but it's real guys.
All of it.
[I don't think it needs a warning, right?]
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This is so good. have you read the left behind series?
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MattstotheMax May 20, 2012  Student Writer
partially. Some, not all. (of the adult version)

And thank yew:D
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