3:33

Shaunmatthewcpoetry

God said initially let there be light,
Trying to fight evil with all my might.
Awake at 3:33, coughing my guts up,
Preaching the word but you're stuck.
Don't eat as often while food fasting,
The Holy Spirit, remarkably everlasting.
Saw Alicia Keys throw up the Baphomet,
Swizz Beatz would rather you fully forget.
Deception via symbolism, the doublespeak,
I pray each and every morning, not once a week.

  • Author: Shaunmatthewcpoetry (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 11th, 2025 02:56
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Are you unwell there? I shouldn't fast if being unwell.

    • Shaunmatthewcpoetry

      Getting better now but only been a cold.

      • orchidee

        An old tale - feed a cold and starve a fever? Best not starve/fast just now then.

        • Shaunmatthewcpoetry

          Haha oh no fasting atm.

          • orchidee

            Were you any better at 3:34? Doh!

            • Shaunmatthewcpoetry

              Haha maybe.

            • Tony36

              BRAVO



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