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Sep 2010
Here I stand
Fallen
Blacklisted
Unpermitted to enter the pearly gates
I scratched and clawed
At clouds
As the Guards
Escorted me out
And pulled me
To this fiend
Below

He's nothing like me
Shows no love
Help
Care
Concern
or Charity

Our only similarity
Is pride
WHY!?
Was I made beautifully
And given
This useless musical talent
If I can't
Move souls
For a chance
And feel godly

I sinned
Nonetheless
What's next, Nothingmore
Or
Something much more
Worse,
Infinite death

****,
I wish I was a victim of infant death
Then,
My flawed human mind
Wouldn't have used earth's time
Pulling
My soul from heaven.
Joseph Childress
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Joseph Childress  30/M/Detroit
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