Wednesday, February 3

Sins

It cuts me, slices me
To think of the frivolity I give up
The very same he engages in
It cuts me, slices me
It is nothing but devilish sin.
Murderous loneliness,
Cuts me, slices me,
Until the suffocation threatens to kill.
The emptiness never goes away
Bruised as I am dragged down the hill
Cutting, slicing,
Everything I sacrifice
While he dances in an orgy of sin
Cuts me, slices me
I see the cliff, let me be free of the unseen,
Let me go now where I have never been.
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