"Life at court was cut off from the rest of the world. People spent their time with superficial poetry, music, romance, and gossip. Women in particular"

Appreciate its photons
For even fire dies.

Failure to warm while it lasts
Is why you don't last.

What nurture,
Your cold and indiscriminate hands.

Stealing light,
You've kindled the death

Of You

Big fish
Oft disturb tadpoles
Aft
They keep on a-swimmin'
Displacin' dem *******

If love existed,
It would occur.

We bask till we're infected,
We smoke until we're nulled,
We **** till we're anullified
And numb until wee dumb

As I climb further
They fall farther
To the dregs of eternal reality
Reserved for the uncaring

I make the air
I rule the wind
You feel me
I know you
From beyond
I blow you
My **, you
Can't escape

'Beautiful Work Jeremy, thanks for all your hard work helping these ingrate ****.'

Negate Good,
Love Everyone.

When you have to hide your dreams, you ain't in God's kingdom

Y'all goin' to Hell Today.

No dialogue
No insight
Hide every Real poem
Out of sight

All who desire no improvement but only things for themselves.

Truly Worthless.

Jesus Christ

What you did and didn't do
You ought die for

They took righteousness for granted
Because they did not care
Creating hell on earth
And damning themselves to eternal Hell
Because they did not love
And they abused saints who stood
To defend their own lascivious greed
Lying to mask it in honor
A deed which can never be forgiven
For the untrustworthy are ****
And though they try to equate purity with filth
Even if they were but a test of the mettle of the saved
They will burn for what they did
So that it never happens again
And the angels shall have eternal life
Because they did not care for their own shallow lives
But gave all for an ideal
--
The angels loved
That love was stolen from them
The saints cared
And the devils reveled in worship
******
Do not inherit the kingdom
Liars
Burn in eternal fire

For them every good thing has a price
They do not value a beautiful soul
Only the messy words that can be squeezed from it
When they're not ****** the body, or starving it
Money money money
All they love
But I oughtn't call it love
For them love is a commodity
Its so obvious, but they're so evil they are oblivious
The truest haters I've ever seen or smelled
I won't feel bad to see them squashed
Maybe then, a droplet of love will be squeezed from them
Like the billion snails killed to make a liter of red dye
Let the skies be filled with fire
And the rivers with their blood
Then I might find one drop of blue
In this island of brown stains

Frivolity is a sin
of waste

I am free
Of responsibility
For my thoughts
And thanks
And no one
Is worthy
To be beyond
The trap
of Positivity

Pathologize sanity, real service, real philanthropy, giving, and selflessness, chasing selves.

In 100 days
I'll be 100% alive
When I die
And you'll be
Hell's shitstains

Good fin luck

The disappointments of man
Are hard to bear
For they deny us all joy
But the pleasure of being alone
And so we seek salvation in a bottle
For there is none whole
Nor willing to be so
Thus I fill myself up
And empty my cask
There's little to do here
About these basking husks
I'd much rather vacate
And embrace my destiny.
I've done all I could
The disappointment is theirs.
Angels are kinder
I've beared enough.
Those who blame are at fault
And will never place burden on me
And so, I am free
And they are not welcome to join me.

Rapists of reality
With their shallow visions they crushed her

You use love as entertainment,
Having none.
You'll learn your lesson in infinite Lovecraftian horror Hell.

Every note bleak here
Not a one is real
Each new mirror eviler
Dead end looking superior
Each and every day
With each new form learned
I get sleepier, more weary of the earth
A place where life is weepier
And death is just a church
No answers giving, no people neither
Negatives in all but me
Surrounded by the unclean
Cloaked in many toilettes
No end but waste,
To breathe is an offense
To God and to taste
And God Himself a waste
Of breath on the tongue
In the heart or the mind
An empty vessel
Just like his sheep
All've been fleeced
And everyone's a thieve
The only answer is in me
The rest of you are feces
It's obvious before our face
You've never did a **** thing
Real or lasting for the race
All you have is stink and smoke
And all the things you've killed
Pretending to love
Feigning to weep
You have no heart
Just gametes and cheeks
Like an animal farm
You deserve your pen
I'll never love you
Not again
That lesson I've learned
Of my own accord
No thanks to you
I've cut the cord
We don't thank vermin
For the pain they've given
The difference between devils
And angels is we're forgiven
What was the point
Of giving all this blood
To a world of pigs without love
But to self-reflect and -respect
And to learn a few rhymes
And how to butcher
And be immune to
Every unclean thing
Under the sun
My Father isnt solid
He was never really there
I am the son
I created him
I found me
I farted you out
And I'll flush you soon
With rains, with tornadoes
Fire and fear
What use are you now?
When all your lessons were what not to be
Oh inverted souls
My ******* is more reliable than you
No, let's change that, it's something I can count on
I won't mention you again
Give glory to what's good in me instead
Focus on what's right and real
Not the nots that are not to mention
Nothing to me now
The truest accomplishment
To give up on what is nothing
To focus on what's real
Something everlasting
Something that doesn't steal
I only need me
And eternity
She's my girl now
The only real girl
And I'm the only one she's inviting in
The only one who's real

Injects she
With Wrath she
Seeings sees of scorn,
He angels through thorns.
Kills he the
Anti, of Christ, aimz
She's certain her ******
True, a pat on the back, phew.
Satan, he has her
Back on the burnt pew.
Don't check the victim
For marks of the saviour;
Stay with me, be with me,
And maybe we'll save her,
The you I dissolved
To be with her maker,
Made Me.
Me, me,
Forsake her,
The you that is her,
The one is betrayed ya,
To turn you against love your,
Er.
Vain ya, vein ya, She,
The sorrow you saved her,
you.
Murderer,
Adama,
Eve'n
Tide.
Vessels of pride,
Alone in seeking,
Find only an empty
ReceptIcle leaking.

Worthless dogs get trained

The **** I've had to do
Just to keep you from me

That's on you
Babee

One Day

Every evil thing you do
Will be answered upon you
And for everything you do
About a million years or two

Alone in the cold
With only an angel to spy me
It's amazing they do not care:
They do nothing.

I thought once that She would help me
Lend me warmth,
But that was a dream:
humans are no angels.

Now I know.

May all FALSE charlatans calling themselves Christian, who have done absolutely nothing for anyone -- ALL OF THEM -- BE ****** TO ETERNAL HELL IMMEDIATELY.

JESUS CHRIST

Princess Taker
Steals the Stars'
Fire - Her Skin
Sloughs off with
Her Desire

We don't need your stolen valor, pretend helpers. You'll get yours, vain ones.

Stale bread
Licking dust
A million stars
Observe above
They're inside you
Owning your mind
Eating the soul
Eternity trapped
Within brick walls
Stained by crimes
Cold is a long time
Blackness ahead
And below
Empty all
Alone

Faithfulness is to let the good breathe without your Interference.

Faithless.

So speak of fidelity no more.

It's puke on your tongue.

Because I was grand, you denied me.
Because I was bright, you dimmed me.
Because I was kind, you killed me.
Because I was love, you lost me.

Forever

Am I the cautious
Or am I the Brazen
A thousand little tiptoes
Or One Big Step

You gave me a coal.

A Life Scorned,
A Wife Mourned;
Contest with Angels:
O Hell, Hath no Fury.

The Futility of thy pleas,
O, Mercy.

**** on your graves

There are fish
And there are whales
And there are ****** aplenty
Ordered to jail.

Stark Lights
Fill the room
Nowhere to run
Skies collapse
Thunderclaps
Where do they come from?
You shrink inside
Run to the covers
The bed is wet
Smells of mildew
Maybe they killed you.
Who's next door?
And why is it Screaming?

The Real is made.

Manufacture reality,
Tinker with my blue. --

No

Women used to love
Warriors.
Now they peg
Punks.
It is revealed
They never loved in the first place,
Only used.

Unwise.

Blood rush red
Equal Suns

Im tired of being different
They tell you it's appreciated
Yeah right
But I won't be not me
I'm right
Writing poems slows down the pace of the thoughts
Traps them
Helps me remember
Who I am
I hate it
But the alternative is worse
Perhaps
Patience?
I'm tired.

You'll see what happens
To ******* who deny me

(True)
Love (the definition thereof)

~How dare you demand love!~
No. How dare you deny it.

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