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Faith Wiggins Oct 2014
Leave me deceeded me,tell me that you loved me
Shoved me into the act of feeling welcomed but i'm
unsettled at night of the heriffic at the sight that i've
seen I can't call you mean cause that's obseen but for
a fact your true self bottled up inside trying to hide
but only I can see it...all ***** but for others they see pure,
a "golden child" they say we should put her on  a pedastool
but...they're BLIND but when they see the "golden child"
unwind she'll be GONE they all will be GONE the "golden child"
is no longer goldeen but blant like a dry tounge left out in the sun they will be left with no words but obsured through her words because they were BLIND
but now they see the "golden child" unwinded and she's GONE
they're all GONE
#uncover original by me
aL Feb 2019
To the lord or to the devil
To whomever I served really well
Give purpose to these unworthy & pure hands,
Touch my unknowing soul and tell
;
Which shall I inherit?
Great life of profanity
or blant righteous enternity

Is lifetime in this very soil the damnation?
I live with trembling fear for every of my actions

With these lips I've sin
With them I confessed, too
My heart knows nothing within
With my worthless words, I ask you.
Mad confusion

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