After Church I Would Curse A Mirror

Personal radio station
Playing ego’s hits

Praying profusely
Pretending I was protected

Perhaps I was
Probably not

Preached forgiveness
Product of loss

Pitched goodness
Perched above

Picked to discover
Poor people lied to

Picket fences useless houses doomed.

Sent requests unaccepted
Shame built in yeah injected
Shorter acknowledgements stating I’ve been rejected
Silent nights defeated
Surely hope isn’t deleted
Saying all I dreamed depleted
Sighing louder can you feel it
Singing while bleeding
Searching for purpose
Shot down do I deserve this?

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