Salvation
Lusting the ungrave
which my soul has not walked out the nutshell
to the path of unspoken truth
living death toward humanity
as it proceeds its journey
with a left child of their father
crying eyes to the maker to have salvation
with grace upon heart ever lasting peace
as angel world lives to the beat of one more lost heart
of lonesome misfortune to its creation
Copyright © Faith . | Year Posted 2010
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