"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Church bell chimes flood both eardrums with a vision,Poured out from His fingertips in drip-drops of,Blood.Sweat.Tears.All mixed into a cherry red painting brighter than both cheeks when flushed by.The day He took his eyes off of a sky,Gleaming with a way out of an eternal abyss.Hoping to find beauty in an image He can bear... Continue Reading →
Trains of thought circle smoke all around my mind until,My bell rings for the next joint.Am I the culprit for the Flame’s shadow hovering above a bed made of brimstone without a choice,Or,The observer?I wasn’t present when convinced I should hurt her.By breaking her down into what I thought would merger,Two entities,With empyrean energies akin,From... Continue Reading →
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