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Voices
By: Adam M. Snow
That voice which calls to me in divine morbid
of anguish it’s deteriorating me. It has tainted my
numb essence leaving me astray in this solitude
of despair. Your blasphemy of odium for which
you speak torn apart my cold naked soul despite
for what you’ve done. I have fallen for your deceiving
voices no more for I am no longer stained by your
morbid deception. Legitimacy is what you speak now
for I am evermore free from your sinister voices.
By: Adam M. Snow
That voice which calls to me in divine morbid
of anguish it’s deteriorating me. It has tainted my
numb essence leaving me astray in this solitude
of despair. Your blasphemy of odium for which
you speak torn apart my cold naked soul despite
for what you’ve done. I have fallen for your deceiving
voices no more for I am no longer stained by your
morbid deception. Legitimacy is what you speak now
for I am evermore free from your sinister voices.