Introspection
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As You Wish
Vices amidst me I offer a rose, but black is my soil until the sun fails my temperance to spoil. Continue reading
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To Whom I Serve
Destruction is amongst meI serve well the hell I tellthe hope of my ropeto pull my weight towards hell. Down to the groundlike where the Romans casted dice;they cared not I forgotin the person I held as high as Christ. Dear me I can seemy reflection affected poor.Lord send me another prayeror Psalm I need Continue reading
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I Saw It In A Dream
No fanatic anticI am no superman shitI just fit in where I’m litlike a spike in night hit. Dig a hole bury deepthe stench a trenchis of might its asleepin the earth it’s bent. Sent an arch aboveis levin like a dove.Light is the might shoveI do too but I kiss and love. All that Continue reading
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Inner Self
The room was hot and steamy,miles away from home in nothingwarm, beautiful or dreamy;chaos ensued in twisted sordid ways. Work on and upward sonthe Lord said within my chest he beated.But the trauma was one of deceitand I’ll never trust again in any way. A story made from liesof a heart full of spite and Continue reading
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Twilight In Your Eyes
I love deep and am consumed bythe little things like how your eyes sing.I don’t know how I was broughtto it but my heart is a deep thing. Broad like the Pacific waters,deeper than the deepest trench.My heart it soared but I lieto myself from the pain since. Open with a violin my symphonyin the Continue reading
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Take Care You Are Not Consumed By One Another…
Curious words. Literal translation according to the New American Standard Bible actually say, “… take care you are not consumed by one another,” in Galatians 5:15 I think we all are way beyond that. Our focus has been one of conflicts between one another. If I can remember correctly my own self-righteousness gets in the Continue reading
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Actuality
Above love is of dove from a sky spry,the dirt must love what you dig and supply. In the fertile soil there is turmoilthat would cause the deepest well to boil. Here there is near the flames I call hell,I find a home I call it well to compell. Air I reach for every day Continue reading
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It’s Faith Seen
Feel it and reel to a two partin the art of the mark some arkhas me travel baffled in a gavel starkin this skin again has me start. Tell of the vice but be nice I mightkeep sleep to my own condoned lighton the subject you bring I object rightside of your face seems tight. Continue reading
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Skeletal
Inside I’m ugly, basic and shamedfor the things I do like you same.I have no feelings of angst now,I have no blame in this skeletal frame. I am but bones of flesh I guesstomorrow will be okay.I don’t know how to live with myselfwhile deep blood seeking touch sustains. I push it down as long Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 