998: That Righteousness Of Love! Poem by Catastrophe KING
998: That Righteousness Of Love!
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It was my swagger; that
I encrusted the heart tender!
I am only the veneer on goodness;
And, that I am the Don of all depraved!
Honesty was my stranger, my heart nothing -
And, that I shall never have any crumbs left on me now!
Be free! I am buried deep - in the blood soaked graves of time!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
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4/26/2024 11:58:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
see.. you do it again.. and yet again.. 'encrusted the heart tender...only the veneer on goodness....Don of all depraved' awesome..