Move Away From The Pain
Move Away From The Pain
.....'cut' away from the majestic piano
Dear God, for the phrase never ending like love,
Cut away from the pain my Sentient -
For your eyes need never be dulled,
you sit within hurt for the kindred you are
as exasperation bares the folly of Man,
but your eyes seek to heal and your spirit be heard,
(Do they sense the being you are)?
Tuesday 6th July 2021 9:52 am
I Don't Murder Less Than Three People In Any One Sitting
Toolips, are fekkin yellow,
Roses, fekkin red,
I can't stand your fekkin fakery,
You're dead.
I thank you.
ZTK Space
Wednesday 7th April 2021 12:53 am
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