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Unfortunately We Frown (My Secret Sin)

Don’t do often, But I want you to think of me smiling Who but Hells cast wants to see me frowning It may never come to be, but think of me smiling I’m drowning and don’t I know how it’s sounding Timely lifestyles consist of brutality and poverty Closed caskets and heavenly sponsored robbery’s Such a close call, how we escaped this insanity All earthly things are but vanity Everyday vision murky as hell Sinners is prisoners in Gods cell, chirping for bail Yet we fend for beauty, strength, and discretion Bet this is only a partial confession Take it as a hard lesson It’s raining these precious earthly treasures But we keep a pressing our loyalty in these textures The weakest being the most wanting in wisdom My every organ Constantly pumping to keep life in this system Given the game, Everyman should be quit Severely stand and demand hypocrites Speak so fiercely Yet these angels could so easily pierce me If we are made in his magnificence Then how can we be of such little significance

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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