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I eat blasphemies,
Cursing God with my lack,
Of submission to things,
I don't agree with.

What is God,
But bad advice,
Given to schizophrenics,
With burning bushes,
Midnight flights,
To Heaven.

And me?

Friend,
I'm the taboo.

Unravelling of every sacred script,
Given birth in the mind of the,
Desolate and delirious.
Nolan Willett May 28
A change of locale
To boost your fallen morale-
A false rationale
Nolan Willett May 26
It’s true, I’ve thought it
Through,
It isn’t right to feel this blue-
You told me too, you always
Knew
I shouldn’t have thought the world of
You
Nolan Willett May 26
Like a shadow upon the wall
We don’t mean nothing at all
  Dec 2024 Nolan Willett
zoe
Frost caught up
to ghostly fingers;
His December walks
filled dark prophecies,
would he witness
another year
or a month?

In the deep snow,
he knew the answer.

The Necromancer told him,
in her underworldly dreams,
he had once been her true love.
He smirked:
I’m still here
in your words.
  Dec 2024 Nolan Willett
Antonyme
the most hurt
comes from the people that don't understand you

and most problems
come from the people that do
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