Originally shared by cheyenne Flexrecords

((( T h e – A w a k e n i n g )))

NO ONE TALKS ABOUT HOW UGLY IT IS

WHEN ( hell ) COMES

KNOCKING AT THE DOOR

THE PRICE FOR THE TICKET TO !

F A M E

The iniquity of death never ask after it takes the soul.

If every artist understood it has no way of appreciating

their ability to create.

Having no instinct of creation itself.

Only the raw ability to destroy and hate everything in its path.

That your end is only the beginning of its

pursuit and hatred towards life.

H O W

( hell )

Has no end to what it will do when

ALL HOPE IS ABANDONED

Maybe they would find absolution from the folly of

offering the most priceless gift of their

S O U L

to

what proclaims itself-god- of- the- material- World

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Try as ‘ I ‘ may to imagin being found dead in this

beautiful apartment hanging from one of your designer sscarfs

Your husband in the apt at the time.

WITH ‘ A ‘ NOTE TO HER DAUGHTER

In it Written

ASK YOU’RE FATHER

How does ‘ A ‘ child recover from this ?

The answer is she doesn’t….This becomes

the defining moment that will change her life.

How do we sit quietly by as ( hell ) has its way?

When someone has the audacity to ask for your soul.

DO THEY REALLY TELL YOU THE PRICE.

Rest In Peace

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