How Can You Mend a Broken Heart

Wishing death , life's worse on me, shall not shut my mouth!

My own "birthER", low, slutty ass, martha jane walters hodges doster watson lamoureaux, was an Incestuous Pedophile Root Doctor, for eighty-eightyears !

The low whore found the safest place to hide, in the church!

Deliberately looking down your "snooty nose", at my Art, shall never prevent, or deter me from cranking out WHAT ALMIGHTY GOD, TOLD ME WAS BEAUTIFUL.

SURE, you can call it, claim you consider it Filth, that's not true.

My Art is from GOD, The HOLY SPIRIT. I really have nothing to do with IT.

Your constant rebuke, your disdain, that's your loss.

Pretending you think it is mere garbage, junkthat you would not have in your house, shall not prevent me.

Seeking every opportunity to hurt my feelings, is demonic, period.

Pretending it was an "accident", or that I'm too sensitive, is the exact same strategy, always used by that Mongrel that birthed me.

Cool.

Do know, I am dying just as fast as I can.

I love peace. Sincere peace, not forced silence.

Of course I love "company".

Fortunately, I can still communicate,

Yes, I know full well when I am being deliberately maltreated.

Yes, I also know you hate my guts!

Everything about me makes you sick to your stomach. Thus, the little insults, jabs, unwarranted criticism , that I better not refute !

Shit! I better not even flinch!

Don't worry, I'll be gone, soon enough.

Even the longest, is not long.

Well, I didn't die stupid.

I did finally figure IT out.

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