Abortion's Abominations
Some people think I write these harsh sometimes words..
Because perhaps we enjoy such ? Yet the fact is there has never
Been anything except a touch or better said, this draining of the cup
This pouring into one's Spirit ? Having viewed her annihilation as, armageddon
Zion and empty sanctuaries; hades his essence of pure evil standing in these shadows
But more telling I have stood heart upon heart beyound the highest heavens with, my 'Father....
I cannot tell you why, being the darkened child that I have been; against all perceptions less this, 'Love.
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