Filth In Purity, Purity In Filth

I can't live without this
I have found life in death
Healing through sickness
Creation through destruction
Light in darkness
I can't live without this

That which holds me down gives me flight
That which enslaves me, frees me
That which sickens me, heals me
I've found purity in filth
and Filth in purity
Nothing held sacred is sacred

Sickness overcomes me
It lets me soar



(Originally written 11-24-19)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Duncan Avatar
January 16, 2020 at 12:47 AM
nicely worded :-)
De Beaulieu Avatar
January 10, 2020 at 1:50 PM
Hello Alan Gatica,oh - I do not think that sickness makes anyone soar. Have a nice day my friend.
Pingas69 Avatar
January 11, 2020 at 10:30 PM
Fine then. It gives me flight. Have a nice day too.
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