You’re living a life of plentyAlone, adrift, and emptyHe’s tells you: ‘It was God who sent me’You trip into his trapSit naked upon his lap Now you’re living a life of rejection Of spiritual perfection He offers you directionYou’re heady and hypnotizedBy his unblinking eyes He may ask for favorsEvery now and thenBut he isContinue reading “Mirrors “
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Jeremy Koloski 