heaven’s a fraud
and hell, smoldering lies
over the still breathing heart
of virgin truth
if there is a kingdom on high
then strip my abuser
of the flesh on his wretched bones
blast a nine mile hole
in the lump of flesh we call a heart
the same way he mocks my chains
watching the bolts travel under wiry flesh
malnourished limbs tremble and traverse
the vague pretense of air
under the roof of domination
there is but death to breathe
carbon monoxide flushed down my throat
where is this Christ
that you place your hope
awash in my own birthing blood
and fed the waste of my exploitation
the mercy of this Lord
is near undone
when I rise on the steak
splinters pierce my lungs
there is no last gasp for me
so instead I cry in lonesome defeat
God, what have you become
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Epic, luv!! ππππππ
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Thanks Laina π
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You’re welcome, dear one! πππΊ
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