if i am an angel,
i have nothing left to stand for
the body ive been confined to is not mine
i hold the gospel like a novel by Ernest Hemingway
blackout poetry in the lines mary magdalene,
and lucifers fall into an arena of sea he could become his own
if my skin has seen sky, has been kissed my the sun and sent back to heaven to be returned to earth, then does every angel occupying human skin wonder if there really is a difference between heaven and hell
and wings on your back and a lighter between your fingers
god hates too, its written in the bible
man shall not lay with man
maybe thats what the black paint is for
distract from your sins
in a room with a bell
i confess that i have sinned against you in thought, word and deed
not by what i have done, but by what i have left undone
i am truly sorry,
and i humbly repent
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some questions id ask my creator about the sun the moon and my place in between
Poetrysome poetry. some common themes are, DID (dissociative identity disorder, the spilt in someones identity which causes them to alter between multiple other identities. more formal term for multiple personalities.) religion (i am not religious, the ma...
