Praise to the Lord!

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The sun hangs high glorious in appearance.Almost every day, it shines.Its reflection casts off raw light and beautyAnd brings praise to the Lord!My face, some grin, and I assume why.Some turn back like it’s leprosy,As if it’s splashing and only the surface of their skinI don’t know if it praises the Lord? The trees stand… Continue reading Praise to the Lord!

Killing Me Slowly

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Please keep your eyes to yourself!I don’t want you to stare down at meLike you pin me to the floor.I feel like I’m hell bound!Every time your eyes fly toward mine,I feel arrows hurriedly hit the target.They are not just ordinary arrows,They are fiery! Please keep your thoughts to yourself!I don’t want you to utter… Continue reading Killing Me Slowly

To the Brink

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I don’t understandwhy you’re pushing me to the brinkand expect me to say nowhen yes is the only answerthat you need to hear, orI’ll fall and break my bodyinto many pieces bloody and gooey. I can’t recall.Did I ever do something violent?Like what you are doing to me now?As far as I know,our trips were… Continue reading To the Brink

Zeeb the Ox (2)

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Zeeb and the foot soldier were summoned by Bushwack regarding the shocking things they saw at the border. Before Bushwack, Zeeb was kneeling the whole time while the foot soldier was standing beside him. The foot soldier urged him to stand up and face the leader. “Zeeb, the ox and Raymond, the foot soldier, before… Continue reading Zeeb the Ox (2)

UGLY REMARKS

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“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” is supposedly a beautiful proverb, but for me it’s just a consolation never a compliment. Most of the time this proverb is spoken by parents and best friends (perhaps) because these people are the only people who could accept for who you are and most especially of… Continue reading UGLY REMARKS

The Worst Feller

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Chopping a wood Is an alien activity For me, I was born in a city. So never open your mouth in awe Or scoff when I handled The axe it’s slightly askew That expectedly it couldn’t cut a block in two. Don’t make your voice so loud In an animated tone that you sounded like… Continue reading The Worst Feller

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