Tuesday, April 19, 2016
the furthest star
the furthest star
is not as far
as you are
and the nearest to love
is far above
all that i'm made of
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the blade of beauty
the blade of her bestial beauty
unrelentingly and repeatedly
piercing and plunging painfully
into my horribly hurting heart
excruciating beyond all endurance
my lost languishing life
bleeding out of my being
despairingly drowning in a death
lasting longer than the expanse of eternity
desiring my evil existence extinguished
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song of the olden one
song of the olden one
youth
if i had
your youth
i would seek truth
and only truth
and learn of
our glorious God above
and His great and wonderful love
copyright 2015
Thursday, March 17, 2016
it's
it's
just
one of
those sad
days when
i'm feeling so
sorry for myself
and so sorry for the
things i've done and so
sorry for the whole world
and everybody in it and so
sorry for the animals and so
sorry for everything that i feel
like
crying
for
them
all
copyright 2016
Friday, March 11, 2016
God help me
God help me
learn to
hate the dirt
i return to
hate the dirt
i treasure
hate the dirt
with which
i take pleasure
hate the dirt
i'm made of
and to hate
the dirt
i love
copyright 2015
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