Too exhausted of telling some, ” Suck yuh madda, politely” so I haven’t written a thesis in a while. “Reprieve” – I won’t have the luxury of! Haven’t read The Prophets Manual in a while, but I have spoken with my Father! Bedding, dirty Diana having me wondering if my broken ribs is trustworthy? No ” Reprieve”- for being a whore so it becomes the death of me! Families and so- called friends went against me rather than standing beside me.
“Reprieve” – Son of a sinner so I’m drenched in the pouring rain. Time to pick up the pieces, packed and ready to carry-on! Ain’t feeling any love from noone since of lately. As h20 dripping off my bearded face, never felt so cold. The world is ever shiveringly cold, in need of a blanket. Guessing it’s never a good idea dating all these dirty Diana’s. How can I speak of love, while I’m seeing notting but warfare’s? How can I trust again, while everyone is a liar? Once some start to use and use you because of humbleness and kindness, it’s best to separate yourself so you won’t be dragged down in the net. These voices in my head can’t be separated, so I’ve elevated my thoughts as concepts. What’s the purpose of treating someone kind, while they’re back-stabbing you? The love wasn’t there from the beginning, so it’s hard for some to show a little tenderness and care.
“Reprieve” – There’s no love of self, so it’s hard for some to show sympathy. If I told you that I’ve dug my own grave, I’ve done it already. Life here on Ephraim has gone aray and awire. I’ve called on my father above in the 3 rd heaven to wash away iniquities. Restore my love for and against humanity. If this was ever a prayer. I’ve been seeing this universe in a different perspective than all my peers. How is it so? Why can’t people, wake up and realize that the 5 th spirit is always around. Watching every step and listening to every single words. My birth alone, signifies greatness!*Exousia*
