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Merry Christmas! in the seventh year
In the beginning was the Word clothed in royalty created the world Ancient of Days, given for our sake takes all our stains of sin away
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Dawn Dusk
The morn in it’s glory set the scene for action Blooming lilies shoutin’ roll Kisses of dandelions tickle softly Tears of joy trickle Off my chin A new day to ...
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Charcoal Scribbles
The charcoal scribbles were infinite lies The vomit stain, all the secrets of dark The ink blot was the hate and murder engraved on my stone heart The stain of ...
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selfishness in shell fetishes
Selfishness in shell fetishes Shells in her fishnets And gets what she wishes She shells and sheds blood for self righteousness Sells self and self stored riches She keeps Selfishness ...
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These Tears
These tears are manufactured At the Factory of Abomination, A fractured license to produce My pain A lifetime supply of sorrows The vision can’t recognise tomorrow I can’t wait for ...
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Greyscale
Michael Antonini stood in the midst of sunflowers with a gun to his temple. The night sky was black, and only a single thick cloud lit grey from a faint ...
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When Diety invaded Humanity
When Diety invaded Humanity The Glory broke through brick barriers when the Ancient of Days in His own divine light clothed His honor with shame, when He wrapped His Supernatural ...
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Words like Daggers
Sharpen your swords on the grey rocks of pride. Those tongues of yours even go to scraping the hot asphalt.
