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keeper of dreams
innocence is betrayed
kept safely are my memory keys
to prevent the past from occurring again we must remember it
hazy days of pain, a slave to vice
my mind rearranged
my body torn down
a lady of grace is misaligned and defamed
in her lonely hours she awakens
she finds her first born of the spirit burned
he broke her heart making him enemy number one
claiming an evil intent in your heart
the shame must be born by you alone for your actions
adjudicated, abdicate your throne
tell the truth space holds the proof of this terrorist act
raper of faith
you ripped my dream away from me
this isn't treason or blasphemy
it's simple facts
Published 29th Dec 2019
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29th Dec 2019 4:57pm
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29th Dec 2019 5:08pm
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29th Dec 2019 6:03pm
29th Dec 2019 8:29pm
Dear B,
“raper of faith
you ripped my dream away from me
this isn't treason or blasphemy
it's simple facts ”. You have captured such a gut wrenching truth when we experience pain of any sort. You have written this life occurance beautifully! I am in awe of its sweeping reality! H🌷
“raper of faith
you ripped my dream away from me
this isn't treason or blasphemy
it's simple facts ”. You have captured such a gut wrenching truth when we experience pain of any sort. You have written this life occurance beautifully! I am in awe of its sweeping reality! H🌷
29th Dec 2019 10:28pm
This is a beautifully illustrated depiction of situations that occur in life where absolutely no beauty can be found. It gave me a renewed sense of security within myself. The tragic moment does not have to be what defines me..i thank u for written words...
30th Dec 2019 1:34am
"hazy days of pain, a slave to vice
my mind rearranged
my body torn down
a lady of grace is misaligned and defamed
in her lonely hours she awakens
she finds her first born of the spirit burned"
...
love
J
my mind rearranged
my body torn down
a lady of grace is misaligned and defamed
in her lonely hours she awakens
she finds her first born of the spirit burned"
...
love
J
30th Dec 2019 1:50am
to prevent the past from occurring again we must remember it
That is the crux of progression and evolution right there, Bren. Unfortunately, there are too many who never learn from their past - nor the world from history. Thus are we doomed to repeat it.
I love how you end with simple facts. It is what it is: no more or less.
That is the crux of progression and evolution right there, Bren. Unfortunately, there are too many who never learn from their past - nor the world from history. Thus are we doomed to repeat it.
I love how you end with simple facts. It is what it is: no more or less.
31st Dec 2019 2:57am
