The Queen Letter's 1

Written by Ronald Campbell |
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Everyday dewlling in this darkness, the resurrection of an playful fire is my punishment. I lay to remember the beautiful wonders of our once kingdom share between us. Oh dear husband when sudden forbidden pride out wieghts to listen to the faded memories of us. dumb understanding run wild about it's freedom I alone set free, for careless whispers show no more tears for me.  the door of sin stand open before my face and death say to me, no sin shall be pardon by me! yea the angels of heaven with their golden feets stand mute. the master's pity go's pass mixed with earth and moon, that lay those sexless farewells  upon my hot flags of hell for never such a angel of heaven weep so bitterly. Dear husband my lips are like stone and wood from a ruin temple, my eyes sorrowful like two demons right and wrong, my body is formed like the murder of able still crying from the grave. my once mighty in mercy are nothing but two forbidden deeds banish to prolong horror under blessed by man first deed, I dear husband who were born with two souls know now that both souls must die! for the drowning of my tears weeping has burned my house, for God's rage within you entertain the new covenant in you. for deep within the sin the black chapel, the curse of God's wrath board the wine of speech for none of my pleads reach your ears! it was their plots, their pride, I aim to build a name, their confusion to seek why heaven allow you to love me!!! so my faith the wiser folly was not for love? this is a part of my sadness scattered aboard like an high tower of slaves unreached? so before the night come to take my language, my speech, my first story, and let it travel within the mass of confusion.

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Author: Ronald Campbell
in darkness the loud sea makes moan and earth is shaking, and I alone have come into exsit


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