Category: #life
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Unpained
Stucked deep in the soul until we arrive to the Messiah The journey was red and stretched with less gourds to assuage our thirst The babies’ cries lest echoe in our hearts yet we insist But here comes the day of light and nostalgia Since we met the Messiah our paths quick straight stands He…
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Saint Hell
The land disguise palace of pearls and honey, Lavished with blurred tunes of the gospel and veered to the deuce with norms The city of breath is hell Keen land of wheels and gates just to celebrate a life of wealth For if you lest obtain a metal or wood then you’re crowned with foul…