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 Interperspective Poem

Interperspective Poem
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Mirror Mirror tell me true just what do eye look like to ewe nitrate of silver on thy backsided countenance makes my image seem to me a reflection of my JESUS The old stone face now has a smile. Eye used to hate the way eye look when eye drink too many and too much and work for money to pay my way to line my pocket to live in 666 and seek decay filthy decay for eye am not a vampire but just a man in love a wondering of JESUS and flower for my future a horror for my love no more. The garlic is no longer needed on the chain around my neck the Crucifixtion of my JESUS has laid all my fears to rest eye wear a Leather Jacket now with no garlic in my pocket as eye struggle to be Virginal and blessed. Inside my heart is only purple love and some corner made of white to signify the daughter of my wife. Eye no longer let the fear of others rule the way eye feel.


 

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