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Frances 11h
Speak of the burden you carry
Or forever hold your peace
For you are all that I seek
Sacred within me
I bleed for you in holy matrimony
For you are my matriarch
For me you ask that I peak
Uncomfort as you are perceived
To me you are a dream
An everlasting soul tie
As I vow to fix all of your cries
As I speak of no lies
To my sweet divine
Love is within my eyes
Frances 13h
Cursed in my daze
Need to be saved by a omnipotent ombudsman
The longevity of my loss of luck
Lonesome underground
Rather be burned in ashes
To one day be replanted
Being eaten alive doesn't sound like a dream of mine
Paying it forward through my sacrifice
In this air I never felt well
Loss of sleep gave me bags to keep
Desensitized from reality
The more I see
The more I feel dead as I speak
Stop before you get close to me
My soul isn’t lost
My body is just gone
Temporarily
20 · 13h
Holy Homage
Frances 13h
Why do I fear what is near
Tears through our rain
Count down every year
Why do we yearn for our dear
To hear a call as we fall
As l ascend to heaven you are here
When I make my bed you are here
The ten command
That were too harsh for man
Why must you demand
Perfect holy land
Once as hopeless as Lilith
Did I not know my limit
Enlighten me in my consciousness
Ground me in the presence
Allure my affluence
For my third eye left me with such penury
Grant me mercy
For my surface mind gave me spiritual insight
From the root to my crown
Do not let me drown
In pits that are lit
Why must I question what ill see
Beauty isn't something we fear
Temptation is clear in the deception
Our guardians are indescribable
Our wrongs will be held liable
What if I turn over the bible
Will you bury me in my affidavit
For there is good in my intuitive belief
I never guess what time will read
I never question what is beneath
A God that we have yet seen
I never question life within my eyes
Our time will come with such delirious demise
Frances 13h
At my bed
Asleep
Bleeding to my feet
Before I spoke I looked into my reflection
In my eyes I see no recollection
Who am I
Will I be loved
Could I possibly believe they’ll never leave
Craving the soft gentle kiss
Something I could never give
I crave an understanding of who I am
What I am
Without explanation
Without expectations
I fear I am too much for femininity
Although I seem to enjoy being a feminist
Always said it was just a dream
To be loved without comparison
To be seen without looking the other way
To be accepted with questions
To be curious of what I have yet to discover
Until then i’m lost

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