Heresy in Death
The afterlife is a huge plane, not flat.There are plateausThe plateaus are as large as needed; each is a realm protected by
The afterlife is a huge plane, not flat.There are plateausThe plateaus are as large as needed; each is a realm protected by
The enemy of my EnemyMay not be a friend to meMay share the same enmityThat created my first enemy To come to
The stars will fallHeaven will hearthe gravity of our distaste The filth will comethe truth is nowcan not be erased Vile the
They say home is where the heart isand with a heart full of hateIt won’t let you expatriate to a higher state
(Reposted from recovery) The blending is taking the starkmaking gray Bold realizations become clouds