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Sometimes we rant and rave here for no real value other than the release we think it grants, A release as real as the ****** everyone seeks. There is no release in this ether any longer, the words captured and dissected for all to consider, left us limp and wasted - unfulfilled. The facade created for legalistic cause, show your lifestyle to be rich and full, all it was is empty halls and vacant thoughts. Desires unfulfilled from the first, your facade. Breakfast, lunch and dinner on the hoof! Parties and settings to raise the roof, False invitation and another deceit Open the crypt of your own design. Lay in the linens your deceit bought - rest your head on the silken pillow, The door closes one last time And the blade is raised. Darkly - Kidron flows to its end Temple on one bank, mount on the other Dark with the blood of sacrifice Gethsemane calling.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 11:12 PM UTC
Absalom Weeps
Sometimes we rant and rave here for no real value other than the release we think it grants, A release as real as the ****** everyone seeks. There is no release in this ether any longer, the words captured and dissected for all to consider, left us limp and wasted - unfulfilled. The facade created for legalistic cause, show your lifestyle to be rich and full, all it was is empty halls and vacant thoughts. Desires unfulfilled from the first, your facade. Breakfast, lunch and dinner on the hoof! Parties and settings to raise the roof, False invitation and another deceit Open the crypt of your own design. Lay in the linens your deceit bought - rest your head on the silken pillow, The door closes one last time And the blade is raised. Darkly - Kidron flows to its end Temple on one bank, mount on the other Dark with the blood of sacrifice Gethsemane calling.
Inspired by my life's events and 2 Samuel 15
jerry-hollingsworth
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 11:12 PM UTC
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