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We are a bad design For example; A vain person disgusted with the same person in every reflection What insane being had the unmitigated gall to be insertin' that complication into a person Self-deprivation an infection of a mind nurtured from inception Do I even need to mention the who, what, where, why and when of my formation ...I've heard it said over and over again... It's the creator of all creation, although I don't know where they're getting their information I've read Genesis through Revolutions over and over again, no revelation A costly salvation, so much rejection for every little infraction Never seen an open invitation with so much expectation ...not a single one of us are getting in... We're designed to sin due to his lust for "discipline" lookin' down at the chaos with a menacing grin A master of manipulation, the "do what I say not what I do" origin If he's who we're based on then he's who the worst of you see in your reflection "God is good" should be turned into a question though I understand the hesitation ...I know the fear it's based in... Not even a good god adaptation, parts of old religion taken and added to your own doctrine Each page of "his words" a contradiction of the last no matter the translation It's always been, it's not just now going through a mutation Under face value it's basic power retention, not somethin' they'll be changin' ...you're in for a rude awakenin'... Be smart, search your mind not your heart, that's only for circulation It's lifespan based on repetition, same mission as the Reverend and fellow brethren This whole things a set up, a con, a lie that people won't stop spreadin' And if the threat of eternal damnation is the only thing keepin' you from sinnin' then listen ...those morals are set by an immoral faction... ©2023
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Dec 29, 2023
Dec 29, 2023 at 2:47 PM UTC
~•§•~ Morals Set by the Immoral ~•§•~
We are a bad design For example; A vain person disgusted with the same person in every reflection What insane being had the unmitigated gall to be insertin' that complication into a person Self-deprivation an infection of a mind nurtured from inception Do I even need to mention the who, what, where, why and when of my formation ...I've heard it said over and over again... It's the creator of all creation, although I don't know where they're getting their information I've read Genesis through Revolutions over and over again, no revelation A costly salvation, so much rejection for every little infraction Never seen an open invitation with so much expectation ...not a single one of us are getting in... We're designed to sin due to his lust for "discipline" lookin' down at the chaos with a menacing grin A master of manipulation, the "do what I say not what I do" origin If he's who we're based on then he's who the worst of you see in your reflection "God is good" should be turned into a question though I understand the hesitation ...I know the fear it's based in... Not even a good god adaptation, parts of old religion taken and added to your own doctrine Each page of "his words" a contradiction of the last no matter the translation It's always been, it's not just now going through a mutation Under face value it's basic power retention, not somethin' they'll be changin' ...you're in for a rude awakenin'... Be smart, search your mind not your heart, that's only for circulation It's lifespan based on repetition, same mission as the Reverend and fellow brethren This whole things a set up, a con, a lie that people won't stop spreadin' And if the threat of eternal damnation is the only thing keepin' you from sinnin' then listen ...those morals are set by an immoral faction... ©2023
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i recall the soft touch of your hand on my infant cheek-- so delicate in the moment, but so menacing later on. i recall the warmth of your skin as it comforted my shaking hand-- so calm in the moment, but so frightening later on. i recall the sweetness of your smile as it had shone its luminescent glow upon me-- so beautiful in the moment, but so unsettling later on. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ i can't quite understand why you no longer hold my hand. see, you have a light touch so full of love, that it could burst at any moment-- giving way to something sour. i don't see the reason for you to make my eyelids change color every season. see, i have bruises like silk and blood like milk-- your emotions could drink it all in one sitting. i don't understand why my heart still beats if the scale of my wrongdoing is so grand. see, i have a droplet of hope, but it falls into an ocean of fear
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Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
soft touch / bruises like silk
Silent and alone, I solemnly gaze at the aged court. The hallowed roar of a steady stream Suffocates the atmosphere Like decrepit statues, they silently stare The deflated and beaten sphere in my tiny hands. Bitter tears, from the blackened surface Prickling my bare feet. Swish, thump, swish, thump. The rickety backboard half-heartedly Gives off a rattling cry. It's tattered net cannot take much more. An ashen pit, with stale passion Surrounding bushes gag On bleak sunlight. I dejectedly make shot after hopeless shot. A taunting figure cackles and booms.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
The Neighborhood
The wind bites into my skin. But that dark train's just headed for more darkness. And he smiles that menacing grin, littered with broken promises. The stars have disappeared, Fallen out of their sockets now. It was a trick, I had never won. It was a game, I could never win. And the devil softly calls me back, Calls me back to him.
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
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