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Forty Days In The Wilderness

This life for the most since my eyes can remember
The light of day has seemed as though, no less
Than that a tortures chamber; psychologically
Mauled and maimed ? Everyday awakening unto
These very same chains; the scenes inside as about
Tis always what was; a #ucked up world, filled
With #ucked up things and no wonder; figuratively
Speaking that, "Christ Jesus," did so tell Lucifer
That he could shove this place, up his literals ass....
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...."Forty Days In The Wilderness" *

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  1. Date: 9/8/2012 4:35:00 PM

    This knocked the air right out of me. I find the world a sad, hurtful place that is is filled with decay and filth...certainly Satan's Playground.

  1. Date: 8/29/2012 1:49:00 PM

    thanks for the comment on my work....I am doing alot better. I got a surgical infection and it was rough but it is about to be healed. I am able to do a little more each day.

  1. Date: 8/25/2012 1:16:00 PM

    I'm almost to this point.

  1. Date: 8/24/2012 3:39:00 PM

    Interesting thoughts, Tristen. Enjoyed. hugs, Catie :)