A way I say
Is the day I pray
I won't pray to you
I won't pray to you
I pray to my time
My time is a fly
But an obnoxious fly that's always swatted
I can't let you know
I can't let you see
That I'm a bumbling, boiling bee
I won't pray to you
I will prey you
I will rip you to agonizing skin peels
I will feed your anger and suffering until my arms and hands are no more
It is our punishment for meeting each other
Now we will be locked in a house of fire
Burning
And burning
And burning
And burning
It never stops
I will never make it stop
You won't pray for me
You won't pray for me
YOU ARE READING
Poems with Jasables
PoetryPoems are love, Poems are life, It's the soul of me And what I can be. My crowd gets big, And keeps getting bigger, That's cuz Jesus Christ is mah love! Peace. *Mic drop* I thought I was going to say it, didn't u?
