What’s spiritual worth
We can’t speak for any Other,
If we’re just Alive

Actions speak louder,
Good as gold is heart of good.
Life is now not ‘fore.

Love becomes FortNight
Games made to play ‘til it ends
our Worth’s dimming light.

We all still living
Can’t speak for the soul still here
Must be here to steer

Take hold of your wheel...!

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one day the sun will blink out
and i won't be there.


:
my god is right now.
my hell is control.
my joy is devotion
and my grief is an absence;
maybe the hands of a clock,
quickly ticking
and unwilling to repeat itself.

;
my purpose is god,
desire is hell,
my love is my joy,
and that sun blinking out
without me is my grief.

I watched you sleep
As my soul stared deep
Into your own.

Sleeping soundly
Breathing profoundly
You swore.

To be an angel
A beautiful stranger
Unknown.

Someone I owned last night
Someone I swore at last night
A sin we commited, just the two of us, alone.