The Sins Of The Father In the hearts of the young to the old within every wondering soul, a spirit both bold and cold When the sins of our past become the future’s task destiny demeans, demons feeding of our children’s dreams Like the sting from winter’s lash the buzzing flies of our dirty deedsContinueContinue reading “Destiny Demands A Helping Hand”
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Seeping Souls Riddled With Holes
Can You Cope Hell! Get On The Boat
Maggots And Meat, Flies Are Treats God’s Not Here, Soon To Be Clear Abandon all hope, come forth the buoyancy of evil now cloakedfeed this beast of burden, a live stock unknown by the herdsman.Sober those Uncivil will reap the uprooted wisdom of the unwillingthe reluctant ungrateful! the intolerance of the reckless and hateful. WorryContinueContinue reading “Can You Cope Hell! Get On The Boat”
Prey For The Predator
Darkness Deathly Sins Innocence Never Wins Your mind’s eye can peel the waste of flesh from your soul the barren heart bears the brunt of the cold before it scolds Weep for weakness that rots the will while shame lays still fear the pace of this discourse, your screams have no voice Stripped! your nakedness,ContinueContinue reading “Prey For The Predator”
The Will Of The Flesh
The Will Of The Flesh
Your Parts Connect The Dots Is It All For Not
Grief In Disbelief Will It Cease
A Face In The Mirror
The Love Twist Then The Death Kiss
If it Matters To Thee, Then It’s Not In Me
Nameless narrations before artificial condemnation, my situation fearing the unspoken path among the tokens of my tainted past. Created diversions my unwanted conversion, consuming perversion still, I chose neither meek or discreet, can’t repeat unwilling to delete. The crowd is what a fool believes redemption a tease! if you please aroused? ruckus rubbish never admitContinueContinue reading “If it Matters To Thee, Then It’s Not In Me”
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