baffledbear

Throw a bottle in the sea. See it wiggle in the breeze. It's with my hope and devotion, it will find its way through the ocean. I am stranded without lotion. Overflowing with emotion. Look at me how I am bitter, red and foul. I lay in cramps and howl. With my dry tongue, I am singing my dreary song. Question my every wrong. I merely ask you lord how is it fair; the purpose of my presence here. I can't be less insincere, since I won't last another year. Despite my pleading prears. You made it very clear. Still I haven't had my share. This daily wear and tear; it is so hard to bear. From the freezer to the oven; I'm overdone and sear. My life you will not spare. You're cold and your care is utmost rear. I can you no longer endear. But I dare you not forswear. For what is hell; if I'm not there? Within the sea you are always me near. Through the waves you reappear. Insuring my despair. Blowing in my ear. Letting me rehear.

Hail the sacred church of Cristus for you; we kill the sacrilegious. For the pope it's not ""conspicous nor pernicious for the true religious _acting vicious. We just tell those we maim, don't cry for it's a shame, since we do it in God's name. Christ he did not die in vain. Hence our peacefull popes reign shall remain. In the streets you will shame, if you can't refrain from poor disdain. Save your pain, our truth we will atain, for in your skull - our answer always contains. So give your life and don't complain, for a place in heaven then you may claim.