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Gratitude
Policing the thoughts in my mind
Aggravation at those that slip by
Validations come as quickly as the sharp criticisms
Lost in translation my identity and being
Over burdened and wild open-eyed fear
Voices sooth with the promise of peace
Washed of dignity and held over
On slippage I while away my own will
Under the hand once bitten though no longer shy
Least of pity, most of resignation
Denoting fear a revered form of respect
Best harken the bell
Even the warning sirens call is bested
Pulling a sick gratitude from my unholy compulsion
Remembering not those I loved
Only the hand that now feeds sorrow
Under a godless sun and moon
Demons have thier glory.
Your writing is powerful and
Your writing is powerful and beautful
demonic power is ephemeral
divine power is eternal
even fallen angels will eventually
be reunited with God, imo
Yes you get me. Thank you for
Yes you get me. Thank you for your comment much appreciated. I am dissapointed that people allow governments to convince them they have no power.
Pavlov's dogs...
Best blessings always ss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."