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Terrible Terrestrial Side
I have a way with words They may hurt with a sting or they may be badly injuring…this time forth and forevermore… My mind wanders in a hundred herds I’m too late…I’m too lost…I’m running outta time…Kingdom come furthermore… God’s Will be done as it is in heaven God’s Word was in hell’s ever-burning world Churning cheerily and chastising me Rebuke me of my sins Forgive me…through thick and thin Bring me on Your Cloud 7… Can’t be paid for anything… I’ll be Your one and only everything You know, I was wondering if you are being awesome… You know, stuff has been happening and I’m comin’ undone… I’m like a dog…I whimper and sit there and cry I’m like a cat…I’m independent and cute and don’t ask why You took it all out on me for no reason, you see? You see? No, you don’t possibly…listen, I know I’m crazy I know I’m weird I know I’m stupid Bored of your shit and wide awake In the break of dusk… Let my breaking bones break Hostility and hatefulness aren’t my goods I have a history of weird moods California dreamin’ on my feet I’m being absolute and feelin’ complete I’m a lunatic I’m a fool from the start… I’m therapeutic When I want to be from the heart… My tune, my melody, my harmony My confident stride is replaced with pride Bow down to the Godly Way – the humility… That’s within me, myself and I gods of war and God of peace fight again my mental brain I felt like I’ve gone quite insane since I lost my train Of thought I’m coming undone…yeah, I’m beginning to doubt If I’ll ever recover, if I’ll ever walk His narrow route Lying in bed, restless at night Truth is that dread has kept me up tonight I need His victory I want His love from above I need His fruits of the Holy Spirit I need His hope, His faith, His cheer His humility, His vitality, I fear… Him from on High Filled with fantabulous fury Still…having to deal with this injury This lust that’s in my heart… A lust that’s been tearing me apart… Yeah, it’s a passion beyond my own… It’s from the demonic unknown… I can’t just heal overnight I can’t just heal in the sullen, insipid moonlight I’m a ridiculous tune of a buffoon I’m rubbish and so childish… But, a wild child from beginning to end The Word of truth has come to me… But, his lies have made me saturated with sorrow pitifully My sensual, shady, shy, and introverted side has taken its dark side I’m riding the waves of braves tonight… I’m wide awake, but spiritually asleep This despair is just a hair too deep I fell in love with many individuals Heartbroken… still fighting with remaining faith fuels Try to invade my terrible, territorial side Just try to burst my bubble…you son of a gun… Go ahead and I’ll take you on my emotional ride You’ll see my sinister, insidious, and rebellious Gemini side, Hun… I’m flirty and awkward…I’m unique and I do smell like turd I’m numb with a titanium soul and heart and mind… I need to be heard…I’m a fluttering, featherless bird… Letting His fruit of the Holy Spirit slowly, but surely…unwind… My terrible, territorial side Sure is like a dog on a leash… Pushing away selfish ambition and greed, replacing it with humility, a pride suicide I have a fetish for grace, love, hope, charity, peace…so stop acting like a beash… (a horrendous beast)
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Book: Shattered Sighs