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If the Lordtells us how,why are theynot following you?To flog a priestis to get to the truthfor their sins.Practice what you preach.
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The problemfrom not knowingwas being blindsided,then from the transitionknowing.
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From the moment
she took to walk the aisle,
she was carried out in a casket,
that’s time for you.
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Songs from the deadnow come in box setsalong the gravestones laneat the cemetery night market.Please enquire within.No bats, hawkers, or grave diggers..
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Going through lifewithout colour,but seeing thingsin black and white.
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I wanted to live deep
but life’s pool
was too shallow,
and yet
as silent as a grave
I looked through weathered eyes.
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In every cornerwas a pocket full of wonderas there was a pocketfull of nonsensetravelling along the linesof humour coagulatingin a laugh.
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Silence was foundin the corners of my surrounds,while my mindjust took it all in.The sea shell echoedthe mists of Merlinwhile sound waveschimed tubula..
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Hazy still waters,silvery lake hues ripples,cold steel risingpiercing the filmreflects knight's armoursplashed in red,he awaits to see the facethat ho..
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Have you reached your verdict?Yes your Honour!On the account of portrayingto be so fresh when stale,what have you all deliberated?Guilty! Your Honour!..
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