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

lifehearthearti do not know?

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