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23Dreptate Dec 2019
Remember me for when am gone
Let my funeral be solidified with black and white
For I go to a place where there is no sun
Where there is no light
Where I won't ignite your laughter with fun
Where ill only sit back crying at my plight.

Remember me when am laid to rest
May my memories be your lullaby
Though am not the first
But my death will be your last cry
And your last quest
You'll have with me when I go down dry.

Remember me my dear
For by the cold hand of death I'm carried away
To a place where my only companion is fear
Of where my soul belongs and where it will stay
Deep down of the peace I may not have so near
But remember me for this I pray.
23Dreptate Dec 2019
These hiatus burgeons daily.
The air parches constantly.
The music we heard together is no more music.
The bread we broke together tastes
No more than bread.
All desolate, for your beauty died.
I saw your hands hold the glass
Waggled my heart stir with desideratum
A requisition I lost at the sight of your
Beauty that died.
23Dreptate Dec 2019
I do not have super strength
I can't run through fire
My heart is not made of stone
But, I do not break my rules...

The reason I am stronger.
23Dreptate Dec 2019
I am django,
Fighting for the life you do not want to see,
Nor a life curved like a mango.
But a life I want to feel.
I am django,
Fighting to be me.
23Dreptate Dec 2019
Santa's are red/ the snowman and his carrot nose/ the undying lights/ the glittering stars/ the tall trees like a Chinese pagoda/ avidly awaits the emergence of Gods gift/ blood of Christ/ sacrifice/ sin atonement/ and king/

24/12/2019
Glorious Christmas
|Justice_Eberechi
23Dreptate Dec 2019
"hold still"
"hold still"
The echoes of your faith levitated my bleeding heart.
As I was made to rise from the agony that has sunk me deep in my dark art.
I walked the earth, searched the sky for one last hope
A hope that will fill my cup.
And i was made to ask myself "when will Thy kingdom come?"
And raise my feet from the shackles of this *****.
But then, in my bid to turn back to the night, your hands brought me back to light.
23Dreptate Dec 2019
Let no one know my pain
Speak not of this fear draining my soul away...
By the chilly hands of death, I'm made to walk with these last words.
"where does my soul belong?"
Heaven?
Or hell?
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