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Deserted Dessert


Deserted Dessert

Who are we to decide fate?

An amazing grace

But caged,

One day away

From

Hell,

 

 

Sunday,

A heavenly speech so bold its brail,

Angel Wings

Every                                                                                                                                                                     Overwhelmed

Angle seems

Never again

but it’s hi Satin,

Insane only temporary,

Diction wasn’t perfect picking the purpose only small as plankton,

Who are we to decide?

Yes!

Indeed It Is

I,

Monday,

Stubborn,

 

 

Tuesday,

 Abandoned

No room for mistakes but I am mistaken,

As high the Gods I am a lightning Rod

That Zeus created.

Clouds so vacant.

Vividly eluded

Something so priceless.

Life is a costly Necklace.

My life The Medallion.

Hanging on by threads.

Jesus walked on this path.

Count my steps.

Miscount.

Lost.

Empty.

Desolated.

Blood.                                                                                   Heat.                                                         No salvation,

Lord is my Witness.

Controlled Chaos.

Dr. King

He decided.

SomethingSoPreciousShouldntBeSegregated

Who are if we decide it?

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