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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required On a mission to find and crucify this character This savior, your white Jesus Crusades tease my anger Especially if the picture they paint Is of someone it truly ain’t Searching for my savior, your saint Jealous that photo doesn’t please us On a mission to find and crucify This image portrayed as white Jesus Whether it’s good times or dark trials I bow my head and pray to this image of arched smiles To this cross I was too, like you and you, dedicated So many times I summoned your blessings yet you hesitated The preacher always said Only one hovers above my head Snap shots of my flesh, never knew peace in this casket Satan, my commonly know bastard As an outcast, a lonely loser, I’m orientated As a carefree orphan/foster child, I was educated Forehead being massaged in olive oil Faith suddenly falling after these morals In this church as one they pray A sinner’s kiss, when it hurts, we fail to ask for another day Entrepreneurs, now we outcast is crooked, but major Writers imprint with real names of plagiary As government seeds we’re slayed together As enemies and old friends We schemed and played in weather Scenes from my grave Kissing toes, means goodbye, to them heavenly gates I wave If I’mma make it to hell No further questions, only tears stop me from being cremated Fire and tropical storms, everything the sea hated Walk these oceans to calm these skies He who looks from above teases my lies Only as a mortal, matter seizes the eye
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