"WHO IS T. MATT SANDERS?" You MIGHT ask.... Well,
I am the world over, I am a joke that has gone on for FAR to long, I am 99% T-Matt SanderZ, 1% Cliche, I am confidence, I am the Zen Master, I am ALL you have EVER wanted to be and MORE! I am EGO, I am NARCISSISM, I am Style, Fashion, Love, Hate, & Fame. I am MORE than Hollywood, I am T-Matt Sanders!
I Have Hit Rock Bottom With This Second Colapse
I Thought The First Was Bad
But it Was Nothing Compaired to This
One Tragedy After Another
The Mourning of Our Lost Embers
True to a Few People
Who Watched My Tears and Couldnt do Anything to Help
It's My Fault I Know That to be True
The World Hates Me, and so I Hate it Right Back too
Here is to the worship, arms open, gods grace upon me times
Here is to the wonder that fills my very soul
Here is to the imaginations that have fueled this god forsaken land
Here is to the day dreamers
Here is to the star gazers
Here is to the emotional
Here is to the sensitive
Here is to the righteous
Here is to the preachers, the seekers, the lost, the found
Here is to joy, true un-abolished joy
Here is to moments experienced no other times
Here is to the first times
Here is to the last
Here is to the faulty
Here is to the miss judged
Here is to the guilty
Here is to the saved
Here is to the new coming
Here is to life lived with out fault
Here is to serenity
Here is to LOVE
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HYMN FOR THE DEAD
That day of wrath, that dreadful day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
What power shall be the sinner's stay?
How shall he meet that dreadful day?
When, Shriveling like a parched scroll,
The flaming heavens together roll,
When londer yet, and yet more dread,
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead!
O, on that day, that wrathful day,
When man to judgment wakes from clay,
Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay,
Though heaven and earth shall pass away!