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Deebs

My lips deceiving subduing eyes to what's appealing defiled soul in need of healing, flesh is cursed, egos thirst, torture those with tales of winning abusing all for admiration

This legacy i defend fiercely in my youth I am strong

With age this weight crush my brittle bones can't hold up this reputation long, condemned and neglected my deepest fears Pierce threw my shields like spears, the only consolation is to forgive without being forgiven my heart it beats but makes no feat's repeats the same condition

Pride needs guilt discipline and obedience admitting of the missing ingredients, with the rise and decline how will I be defined is their peace with this repentance, broke of the spell obsess lust and hatred face the doubts it made it clear confess my sins to disappear.

  • Author: Deebs (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 2nd, 2017 21:04
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Projectbeing

    Great read, is this poem about confession, I can really relate.



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