Comments about Lamont Miller
Prison Of Art
Vindicate me from this love,
love has strangled my heart from you.
My unkempt beauty rises above your ridicule
of the image of love. I spread my wings
to soar over your iced mountain top.
choose to de-bruise the wall of pain
you left forever on your canvas of
graffiti art; my black color from
blue bleed red as inscriptions on your canvas.
I ask for light, from your everlasting dark.
Will darkness erase the pain of love? Or
illuminate what fate I took from the angel's
You extracted my innocent sight
twisting it into your ...