A Rant

Searching for divine intervention but finding only tainted intentions..they enter our lives to destroy and we give them permission..wreckless christians..minds never becoming as one always division..I believe they lack vision causing awkward decisions..physically right here but mentally imprisoned..this can't be what we do with this life..undercover brothers plus they got a wife..trying to recover sisters 2 sizes 2 small on their tights..hotel room ass shots that explode in the middle of the night..smh..ugly ducklings that never have a transformation..no more love just sex for recreation..no more freedom black lives on probation..no more change just a constant rotation....
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