• 7/28/2010
    A Phan†om's Tes†imony
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    I am no monstrosity
    Semi-angelic @ my best
    but I've realized
    That I shouldn't heed the rest
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    I thought this town changed me
    My train of thought was set abrupt
    I was bound to know the ugly things
    That made these cats corrupt
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    After all, I kept quiet
    Only to utter whines and moans
    So, it's only natural
    That I caught the elevator syndrome
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    I Let enemies push my buttons
    And enter my mind
    Watch me boil to angry heights
    and fall down to a melancholy high
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    I was innate on my works
    and for any attention
    Everything looked kosher
    not even one detention
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    Ignoring my dooming flaws
    I crashed and acted a fool
    I never played the 'Jesus' card
    when I was adrift in a cesspool
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    Above all my priorities
    One mattered most
    I wanted, needed comrades
    because I felt like a ghost
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    After pondering and praising
    Like the broad side of a barn
    I missed one dynamic detail
    While writing this yarn
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    I was never really silent
    When taunted, I'd tantrum
    I was never a silent ghost @ all
    I was a haunting phantom
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    I felt like the center of discord
    The harbinger of toil
    All this time it was me
    that I attempted to foil
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    When I finally turned to God,
    the holiest of ghosts
    through him I found no excuse
    for what I needed most
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    To get off my lazy behind
    and turn my sorrow into Sonshine
    my hell into Hallelujah
    to take back what was mine
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    What a fool I've been
    But the past, it doesn't matter
    The best was yet to come
    Preparation for greater latter
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    With many a backslide
    and healthy records stained
    I've coined new philosophy
    'eating truth feeds the brain'
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    I've immersed myself in His light
    With total dependency on Him
    Freedom from darkness
    and descent into sin
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    I have a new life
    a new walk
    a new day
    a new talk
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    For a phantom of Royalty
    I feel seen now
    Until I reach Heaven
    I'll never know how
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    with the help of a friendly ghost
    and I ain't talkin' Casper
    I'm on the hunt
    for my happily ever after
    †
    the end
    © 2010 Aaron M. Scott