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TONGUES OF FEINT DESIRE

Blessed are they whom hath so embraced the existence of Crosses; We all carry them oh so bitterly -Has thou not a brave Nerve to spare? Certainly others have been consumed by Life's such Madness; ,

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TONGUES OF FEINT DESIRE

Blessed are they whom hath so embraced the existence of Crosses;
We all carry them oh so bitterly -Has thou not a brave Nerve to spare?
Certainly others have been consumed by Life's such Madness;
Certainly we have touched no sharper thorns, than those left Bleeding.
Time will surely, always, work against us, but make no mistake here;
For It will be how we have spent our Time that will procure our Final Judgement.
Death hath no bias; Death hath no Fear!
Time is the Element that joins you with Death.
Time: Life's lone buffer between Birth and Death
Except for those who embrace their given Crosses through Time;
For it will be they who flee Death, and it's viral Dance of Fire;
And the Beast, and all it's fruitless seeds; Mastermind of Death.
In the End, there will be no Jagged Horns, nor entities of six-
For all and one who have overcome the damning Dance of Fire;
For all and one who expiate the Tongues of Feint Desire.

-Frank James Ryan, Jr. -

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