Written on May 31st 2007
It has come to my Attention.
We are Born Liars, Born without a Care.
Do we Have Bones in our Body?
Impure Thoughts come from the Uncleansed Soul.
Don’t Give me your Life Support.
I don’t Need Another to give me Rason to Live.
I can do Well on my Own Respirtation.
Don’t Turn, Don’t Look, Don’t Feel, Don’t Love.
You Kill me with your Smooth Words.
I feel Empty and now my Heart is Rotting.
Can I Love your Imperfection?
Can you Love Mine?
Deadly Sinister Feeling.
We all Sin, We Breathe it. It’s in Our Veins.
Blood Cells provide us with Sin.
We Will Always Sin, it can’t be Helped.
Repent and just Give it Up.
A Taste of Fresh Air.
It Opens my Lungs,
And Calms my Heart.
This is the End,
Now a New Life Starts.
The Devil suits your Blackened Heart.
Our World- as we Thought– is Falling Apart.