Remission & Redemption

My soul, on the prowl Pausing to lay out a trail, of failure, defeat & fetid imagination Comeuppance to my pride & wayward life Behold, thy creation A father moans for his long lost son His heart flutters at the name of his creation Emptied, transmuted, servile Arms outstretched, profound agony Behold, the emancipator Perchance... Continue Reading →

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