Wednesday, March 30, 2016

What is created

I still my mind
But yet the life it came
A life has reign
All my ends and outs
my portions and segregations abound

He wears a crown
I need to get down but theres no need to get down

Its been sanctioned
new life is awaiting
No formal chasing
No formal erasing

God has touched and bled and took his time to shed

The blood of your honor
The blood of dishonor

But i wear my truths

Its only never anymore a dishonor

Salvant
Screeching
Born in this honor
Born for this honor

The bible breached it
..she was born in this honor

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