He wore a crown
A crown of thorns
Piercing his brow
Blood flowed mingled with sweat and tears
Symbolizing the release of mental captivity
Delivered me from every wrong thought
Delivered me from every backward motive
Delivered me from thoughts of suicide, death, and demise
Please loose me from the devils venus fly trap
Seeking to kill me softy slowly ingest my insides out
Leaving a frame of dust and air
Void and utterly senseless
Is that not what world-lings are
Empty shells manipulated like putty
Spewing senseless rutterick
Utterly worthless communication is what destroys rather than builds
By His stripes I am healed
So the power of satan and the world with all its appeal
Has put a bitter taste in my mouth
Now washed out with the power of praise
Transforming dark atmospheres into sanctuary‘s
Expelling all fallen angels
Welcoming angelic host like sentinels surrounding me with heavenly light
Darkness has taken flight satan and company included
Their plight nothingness ashes to ashes dust to dust for there is no rest for the wicked
-lsthurman-March 2013
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