30 OCT - What

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What guilt?
Just killed
Just, still
Just chill..

I would be Lucifer
If Christ couldn’t do the work..

Seein as he has
Leave the past he trashed:
Freedom as we pass
Seein that we can..

Guilt is the voice
Of a dead man Christ killed
Still, it annoys
But the dead can’t find guilt..

Dead man’s switch:
If you let go
Threat blows:
Dead man snitched:
You’re a dead man, bitch..

Guilt is a memory
Not a reality
Still, it can mentally
Talk as insanity..

Somethin that you just did
Somethin that you once did:
What is that to justice?
Nothin that you f-ck with..

Christ is
our justice afflicted
In him so
Righteous
Our juxtaposition
Within soul..

Therefore
There’s war:
Memory’s
Penalty:
Fear’s source..
Hear Lord’s
Remedy
Then it flees..

Guilty?
Righteous
Filthy?
Righteous
Still weak?
Righteous
Still me:
Like him..

Will he
Like.. bless?
Silly!
Righteous!

No matter what you do
No matter what it do..

Just keep it in your mind as
A thought killer:
Thought filter:
Jesus is your rightness
And thought healer:
“Not guilty..”

What guilt?
That is a dead man’s echo..
Just feels
Bad, it’s a dead hand: Let go..

Thought beats thought
If thought meets cross:
Thoughts speak wrong
If thoughts speak loss..

Thoughts be strong
If thoughts belong
In thoughts we got
If thoughts be God’s..

Thoughts see faults
If thoughts see laws:
Thoughts we halt
If thoughts see cross..

Thoughts see cost
And thoughts applaud:
Cost of flaws
Was bought from laws..

Or..

Maybe Christ’s.. a loser?
Satan’s like, “What’s truer?”
Hatin like a schoolgirl..
Patient minds are ruthless:

Righteous man:
Psychopath:
Feelins do not dictate
Righteous math:
Right, I am:
Kneel then, foolish ingrate..

“But, you suck:
You f-cked it up!”
Guilt is hard of hearing:
Who f-cked you up
You clumsy f-ck?
Guilt’s retarded, clearly..