Archive | November 2017

Reminiscing.

I miss the me I used to be, carefree, and happy,  and weightlessly free.

Before light turned to darkness,  and I lost my way, demanding justice,  and hoping they pay. 

They don’t care what they took, the filth which they are, but God is still watching,  it’s not over by far.

May they relish the victory, they think it’s so sweet, their lies will crash down , and their judgment they’ll meet….

 

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