((( T h e – A w a k e n i n g )))
NO ONE TALKS ABOUT HOW UGLY IT IS
WHEN ( hell ) COMES
KNOCKING AT THE DOOR
THE PRICE FOR THE TICKET TO !
F A M E
The iniquity of death never ask after it takes the soul.
If every artist understood it has no way of appreciating
their ability to create.
Having no instinct of creation itself.
Only the raw ability to destroy and hate everything in its path.
That your end is only the beginning of its
pursuit and hatred towards life.
H O W
( hell )
Has no end to what it will do when
ALL HOPE IS ABANDONED
Maybe they would find absolution from the folly of
offering the most priceless gift of their
S O U L
to
what proclaims itself-god- of- the- material- World
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Try as ‘ I ‘ may to imagin being found dead in this
beautiful apartment hanging from one of your designer sscarfs
Your husband in the apt at the time.
WITH ‘ A ‘ NOTE TO HER DAUGHTER
In it Written
ASK YOU’RE FATHER
How does ‘ A ‘ child recover from this ?
The answer is she doesn’t….This becomes
the defining moment that will change her life.
How do we sit quietly by as ( hell ) has its way?
When someone has the audacity to ask for your soul.
DO THEY REALLY TELL YOU THE PRICE.
Rest In Peace
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