Poems from Oneofthechosenones
Wake up, sleep is a must
But since you're up, let me Enlighten you as to your Darkness
And its role in this worlds Doom
Silence...
In me is purifications fire
So with all pun intended
I am the one
The true flaming Inferno
Today's Christians be like:
Pardon me, " I'm in a bind on the vine"
Do you have any grape-I-can-poop-on
Faithful for today
Butter is used to cook
But in the rebellion of tomorrow
I'll be the fly in the butter that was left out
Too much is never enough for this poet to see you single hand Acuff. Does a cliff diver ascends or just call your bluff. Maybe all pure...