lost is the new foundA Poem by freelancejousterstand tall among the lines of the lost and gaze upon a glowing deity of human proportions. heaven-sent preacher with a silver voice, trades your children for your eternal salvation. not to worry, though, he's just out for carnal enjoyment, of the sickest, feral pleasure, nothing less, nothing more your happiness can't sacrifice that to live on with him forever... or am i right?
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3 Reviews Added on April 15, 2011 Last Updated on April 16, 2011 Tags: life, thoughts, priest, corruption AuthorfreelancejousterWIAbouti'm a muppet with his secrets revealed. i'm a lost teenager. i'm a rugged adventurer. I'm a bumbling novice. i'm an awkward intellectual. i'm a tear-stained lover. i'm a starving artist. i'm an.. more..Writing
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