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Darkest Rainbows
Dark of Winter, contagious nightfall’s sigh, hide me, hide me from all. Be my guide oh Sweet Darkness pride. Oh Glorious Papa coming down to see, exactly what notion came over me. Why so downcast my soul? My answer is it’s all foretold. Scoop of brown clay across my face and body; Godly formed and forever forbidden to have a say. You know the world, when the world says no, you want to devote but pray to devour. Innocence seems a pretense game of subjugation, and no one can view the implication. Thistles & thorns will be worned like ignorance glee; too late to,too late to carry me. Horrendous hyping like a clown, forever chirping to make the world go round. Palm of hand, down to the hour, what a shyster with millions craving more. Built with blood but not the Savior’s. So many Deceived by craftiness down the wire, which leads inevitably to an earthquake’s hellfire. Without form, without void, we won God’s Glory from masks removed- exposing heretic clowns with power. Nail in hand, no accession to my name, will we end the crying game? Darkest rainbows come hither and save EarthAngels from mortal selves. Cool and kind; that is my motto among faceless droids designed to replace us. Hearts removed; truth stomped out; warped among a sea of doubt. What is a banner with guilt galore; Our Banner is Christ Who evens the score!
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