FLARE on GOD 13 They’ve forgotten meAs the whip tore my skinHanging on the treeDying for all sinO shame, O shame that they cannot see. Others are Reading God (acrostic) Flare on God No.4 Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Poetry of a Twisted Mind The story goes… Sinner’s Complaint The Black Pearl Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * 5 + one =
