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This poem needs some work, but got some of it pushed out, if you have any suggestions hit me up! It is more than welcomed.

Toy makers dream
life isn't what it may seem

Toy maker mastered a plan
So after Him he made man

No puppets no strings
A voice with a choice
My praises they will sing

Evil fallen opposition
Changed position

Wanting to ascend on high
Above TRUTH spreading lies

Trading in soul of light
for darkness with strings strapped tight

Forcing its dark will on all
tempting Toy maker's creation to fall

Pulling its strings locked on them within
Forcing Toy Maker's dream a nightmare of sin

The evil one
has its fun

The Toy maker kept at His task

Placing on His creation's mask

I will go to my own He said

To make my creation undead

Among them He appeared

So did the serpent His creation feared

The accuser user abuser

an evil puppeteer did his all

as The Toy maker announced His call

All who came to the Toy maker became a live dream come true

Transforming them in his likeness and image again made all things new


Proving His heart in His work in them He gave

Real as it is all of them He saved

The Evil one screamed out "What kind of Toy did you make if they are not fake"

The Toy maker looked at the evil one with a gleam in His piercing eye

You evil one are the toy all this time as the living watches your kingdom die.

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thanks, but I wanted more out of it before the ending, I am an over kill cut to the chase need the ending, but I lack meat before the dessert.