I am tempted by what you have created,
the beautifully innocent I have unclothed...
I walked an old forgotten path winding beneath...
No birds, no leaves, no soft green grass, no...
Life By The Drop
I look at the world and wonder...
I do not approve of myth & ritual
For their own sake, divorced...
The proudest of witches
the proudest they be...
Havoc, why do you stomp so readily
On the lives of the innocent man...
Filthy Rags
By Mark Spencer...
Yes,Always me.
Me; the oportunist...
Alone I sat on the hard wood pew,
back row and out of notice...
Destinations have a start
a place called the beginning...
Dear Lord I come to you, on my own accord,
thanking you in advance, for what you'll do for me...
Blessed is the man who is washed in the blood of...
Who does the lord's work, much more than...