Has the devil tried to take me that day I wore the press play at the armor of God. That Jesus lives up to his name at least. How it was God’s will. No wonder you were so sorry after you attacked me and you recognize the armor of God. A little bit of this a little bit of that he’s always looking for a bigger better stronger. A little healthy competition never hurt nobody. But you you’re just a coward I ponder while you are still here and that God must be dead to turn a blind year. How it’s not fair but how I was more into a warrior. How I was spoiled with prayers answered for so long I can’t understand how this can prolong. If God doesn’t strike you down dead you will come crawling. There’s always a Plan B thank God. The Spohn of Satan is not in my future. A vial of have a greed a vial of discussed reeked havoc on my eggs. Exfoliation mother nature at its finest. A rebirth every month. I decision to abort the mission. Life is at conception but what do you think would’ve been the product of trickery. The blood I call an abortion of him. That if only I could go back and kill them in the loan but that’s wishful thinking.