"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Premeditated murder is what you would call it.Life sentences is what I'd deserve if I was ever caught in,The act of putting my life into sentences as the coffin,For a man I bury every day I pick up God's call,And,Cleanse my body of evidence no one will ever see as long as I'm coughing,Up another... Continue Reading →
Sin.The flesh loves it so much.Quite frankly,I don't see anything else it adores.Just being in my own body,Feeling what it craves,Is enough proof for me to know God is real while watching my every move.And,As I fall,And fall,And,Fall time and time again,All I desire is to cleanse my spirit of this atrocity.Lust…What a demon it... Continue Reading →
