what would you call this
Once when I was visiting my inlaws I had this weird experience. Crazy actually, anyways they just had gotten some new neighbors. Being polite my inlaws introduced us. I shook the wifes hand it was fine then I shook the husbands hand and I felt sick kind of like creepy. I don't know how to explain it. Maybe like something was just wrong about him. Three months later he was diagnosed with stomach cancer, six months later he died. Needless to say I refuse to shake another persons hand to this day. Call it what you want paranoid are whatever. It was enough to effect my life. My grandmother once told my mom don't fear for me but the next time you come back it will be my funeral and she was right she was murdered. I was 7 years old and she always gave me and my brother and sister 100 hundred precent of her attention what little time we had with her. She knew and to this day my mom says I woke her up the night she died and told her grandma was dead. I do not remember this but I do keep my grandmother close to my heart and always will.
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just poped by to say hi and well to day i'm giveing out betty boops so heres your boop have a realy grate daySEVENTH SEAL
THIS IS THE PICTURE OF DEEP DARK SPACE
IT'S DEPTH IS VERY CLEAR
I WARN ALL OF THE COMING DAYS
INDEED THE END IS NEAR
FROM HEAVENS DEEP THERE IS A CRY
FOR ALL TO TAKE HEED OF
THE ANGELS OF THE LORD OUR GOD
ARE COMING FROM ABOVE
BUT BE NOT FOOLED OF A SECOND SUN
THAT SOON WILL BE IN SIGHT
FOR MANY OF US WILL BE FOOLED
THIS WILL NOT BE TRUE LIGHT
IT IS A SIGN FROM UP ABOVE
THE SEVENTH SEAL NOW BROKEN
SO TAKE CARE OF THE ONES YOU LOVE
THE TRUE GOD NOW HAS SPOKEN.

TO ALL WHO HAVE SEEN HIS MAGICTO ALL THAT HAVE SEEN HIS FACE
REMEMBER FIRE IN HIS EYES
THE HONOR NOT DISGRACED
HE HOLDS HIS WISE OLD HEAD UP
AND HE SAYS NOW LISTEN TO ME
NEVER BELIEVE ANYTHING YOU HEAR
AND ONLY HALF OF WHAT YOU SEE

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The lucky warrior's fighting traditionIs the story I tell, so sit and listen
He rode the charge of the fiercest fight
We're told the tale of that bloody night
He rode to battle on his trusty steed
He felt satisfaction when he made men bleed
He fought like a soldier with hate and fury
But sitting at home his bride would worry
She wondered if she would hear the tale
Of bravery, blood and the smell of hell
Would he fear when his time came
Or would he ever feel the pain
Of some small child who lost their dad
Who once thought war was nothing bad
Would that child grow to kill one day
Just like his father that died that day
The lucky warrior did not come home
So tonight his child sleeps alone.
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