Sins

my sin was to hard to contain so Jesus you took the blame MAN! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!!! FALLEN AS I WOULD BE FALLING FROM THE GNASHING OF TEETH!!! i guess we come as cranked feet i guess u can call ourselfs wack sheep we are like wolfs from the pack who say we meek! BUT WE ARE THE FALLEN! we stand in windows thieve and creep holding up knives like we are honestly angry postpone pain patiently because we sinners lay and we masqueade which our sins fall into the pit of your vary once existence such a wack cause Jesus becomes sad for ya'll have such little faith to bad your life is to much for you to take i'm a sinner most likely known as fake Christain i'm not a poet just somebody who truthfully sucks at writing based on critics that i listen but my works don't matter...and i'm forgiven so your out here judgeing me for my past and then saying that i never deserved an award for i lack but it does not matter heavy main brain matter splatter from the flesh that you die from really don't your Spirit will spring from something you would not consider as a fruit but something simply beautiful like a flower or the roots make sure your roots stay alermed for it's the devil's lie who says he truly takes care of you with his arms