Fleshy Body Rots and Dies As My Spirit Soul Soars and Flies
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FLESHY BODY ROTS AND DIES AS MY SPIRIT SOUL SOARS AND FLIES
What's in the heart
Somewhat fleshy, beating, contracting
My mind churns wrinkled like a raisin
My eyes visualize thing I shouldn’t spy
As my feet take me on a journey not safe
My legs cramp up as I strain to sit
My back aches because of my mistakes I’ve made
As my stomach hungers my soul reflects
You see All of this my filthy flesh will rot
Only thing that matters is that my soul and spirit returns to heaven
12/29/21Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
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