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A Lovely Gem That Turned From Darkest Coal
unsacred, desire, jesus, sin,
A wretched bond which all my life had borne
My sin I love and own, alas owns me
Deceitful heart that love these chains and thorns
Unsacred ties that binds, how may I flee?
Then suddenly at dawn my...
unsacred, black african american, corruption,
I dare not to enter this zone,
The zone of fantasy that is forbidden.
I’m talking about the forbidden fruit,
That fruit in which they feed off of.
I must shield my eyes from this zone,
It is perverted...
Committed Behind Bars
unsacred, anger, betrayal, confusion, corruption,
A man behind bars,
Committed for a crime he did not do,
The wife on the outside,
Thinking this could not be true,
Evidence says otherwise,
Frame could it be,
Being wrongly convicted,
Accused and deceived,
Does she stay with him,
Or pray he...
unsacred, betrayal, change, discrimination, hate,
Adieu My Mortal Coil
unsacred, dark, death, gothic,
Velvet winter’s bitter kiss
Escorts my soul to unholy Bliss
As teeth impale, my neck compelled
To embrace his unsacred gift
I am filled with blasphemed pain
As I am born anew
In damned unrest I will remain
A` vie je de...
unsacred, allegoryfather, father, giving, moon,
Lone Wolf” Written by John Moses Freeman
A lone wolf far from the pack of his concern, entertains by flute in hopes of an appearance from Great White Father. Many moon have passed and...
My Beloved Thoughts
unsacred, on writing and wordsevil,
My thoughts which I bear
They are my own
Born of my flesh and blood
From my Holiest place
Far above me, deep within my womb
Created in my own image.
My thoughts, they are my own
They are of me
Slim pickings are there when
Untruths speak with delicate
Tongues and that is when
Grace escapes me.
Entering every orifice is an
Grotesque in nature.
Like a vacuum it seems
Escape is impossible.
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Love's the rave
unsacred, desire, heart, lost love,
From an inkling, a mirror image of lust is burned at the back of the mind
for this, love is the poison arrow as shot by our insatiable desires - love itself, so behind
HOPE VANISHES WITHOUT FAITH
unsacred, devotion, faith, hope, life,
All the riches and the uncontrolled lust
the alluring world can offer humans instantly,
will never affect the truest believer
who dares not embody the devil waging war;
not to wear fine clothes and lustrous gold,
Black Oil and Green Money
unsacred, confusion, death, history, life,
how could there ever be justification for murder in war...
rational function of hatred, so unsacred
my patience exist no more...
a theory that contradicts the so called sanctity of life.
explosions from soldiers as they mascarade through...