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Abraxas 1

Contributed by danscotty on Friday, 13th January 2012 @ 05:44:21 PM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry

The sun beat dwn on the hot dry earth,
Just as GOD, I, Himself once did.
Deserted. Yes.

Gone are the days we will stand alne,
Gone are the standing days altogether,
fr now we crawl.
We drag our feeble bodies through the sand going nowhere,
(we move just to move, breathe to breathe)
There isn't is nothing now, NO FREE WILL
Existence is a cruel one liner.

What is tomorrow, wh does it belong to/ who is this sick man dreaming us .
All we ever did it bit and kick and scream, scream
into the violent winds who push us back into our place every time we dare try and move.
Gne are the days of loneliness, fr now company…
Dragging at each other's insides until there is no more gore t pull ye-
EAT
YES MY FRIENDS, D NOT WORRY, OUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED, FOR HOW LNG COULD THIS POSSIBLE LAST? what is morality my friend, it I remember a nagging, a guilt.
In the pit of my stomach.
THAT IS MORALITY MY BROTHER.
NOTHING BUT A DULL ACHE.
THANK GOD WE HAVE NO MORE.

A day will come.
I hear tell of a foreign land where tall constructions stand for the sole purpose of shelter. o, shelter me my brother.
for I have been BORN!

Curse this blessed curse. for what is worse?

My stmach grumbles fr the pain of humanity.
LEAVE ME BE YOU SCAVENGING THOUGHTS, LEAVE WE IN PEACE.

Tonight will be the last night, the storm is coming.
I can feel it in my saliva.
Spit in the face of tonight,
spit into eternity my lover, my demon.

I love that which is able to stand this torture, ***** am I really REAL?! For whom do I breathe, fr whence d I come?

My body is somewhere else,
My mind floats over Zion.
As the bubble builds, and the bible is written.

This is the start this is the end,
This is forever my friend,
Let's never do this again.

Copyright Â© danscotty ... [ 2012-01-13 17:44:21]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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