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Apr 2021
We worship under angry gods who count each and every sin
Scripture says its best to applaud as our home shall burn
So sayeth the flock so sayeth the lord look back and be unborn
Justice in faith Holyness to those that placate the form
Just once I wish to live life more than the meek and the worm
To get caught in the eye of a needle and be lost in the storm
My lifestyle called feeble looked at like I grew out horns
Living too idle, I'm no Able but I know I'm not Cain
Guess some see it as all the same can only live in one lane
Faith is the only way to deliver oneself from eternal pain
But if its all the same I'm fine gonna embrace a way of my own soon
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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