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My emotastic poem..Trinity of Murder.
Keep in mind, I'm not sane...
The Trinity of Murder The only God you knew Has cast you away And made you a victim Of your own foul play. Now you have nothing to do, But sit and cry all day, And forever wonder If after all your work Things will go your way So take the fruit of your labor From the harvest of hell And tell me that your dying wish Is to be with me as well. Let me take up your crucifix And all your pain Now show me all your sins and scars And hope I do the same Now the time has come For the deed to be done Pray you’re not caught For all you have Is the trinity of murder To get you through this disorder. Take it up There’s no turning back The time has come There’s no courage to lack. God is the gun on your dashboard Jesus is the eternal bullets lord And the Holy Spirit of murder Is the magnitude of this misunderstood In the name of the father And of the son And of the Holy Spirit Amen. ------------------------------------------ I know that this would be like a major sin and **** in real life, but I don't believe that, and it's just a poem.
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Re: My emotastic poem..Trinity of Murder.
Very cool and dark, in a good way, but I wonder if your starting to take your skepticism of religion a bit too far, but it works.
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