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Pardon Me

Pardon Me

the devil stole my prayers
I his accomplice
I used my hands as a mask
as I knelt before God so he wouldn't recognize me
told Him what I wanted to hear
as the fertile seeds grew quicker weaving the trellis of my mind
each panicle an escapee for the larceny of my convictions
freedom has no key
nor cell
and I am satisfied cresting the gallows
 
LobodeSanPedro
Written by LobodeSanPedro
Published | Edited 16th Jun 2016
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