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  Jun 2021 Eloisa
Traveler
I been tainted with such beliefs
Death is but a ***** thief
Sins are redeemable in blood and sweat
Hurry, we haven’t got much time left

Heavy handed the hierarchy hicks
Church leaders were some of the biggest ******
Fear of hell fueled by shameful dread
But that’s not how the real Jesus lead

Let keep this vague
Lets keep this soft
When life is over
It’s time to get off

At the moment of rebirth
We’re in debt to the earth
The sky cannot lie
Clouds are but dreams passing by

And so my spirits gently sighs
All these unanswered questions
Yet I seem to be doing just fine!
Traveler Tim
Eloisa Jun 2021
She drowned herself
in the magical depths of silence.
Searching,
healing,
finding her missing essence.
A much needed retreat to her sanctuary
to find herself!
  Jun 2021 Eloisa
Thomas W Case
I can hear
Them playing,
The devil inside
from the carnival
down the street.
All the bleak
eyes wandering
through the
empty crowd,
looking for
love or dope;
something to change
their perception.
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