And now my halo's gripping
To clumps of drying mud
So precious the dirt and water
I panged for sex with blood
Knowing the Law; I broke it
The heart of my Father God
To gain the flesh-bound feeling
Of women, sin, and sod
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J.M.Coleman (Pseudonym) (
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Ah temptation. But for these chains that bind me, i would surely go. Great piece.
Chains can be broken, surely we must test them.... Well said my friend, thanx for commenting
Holy crap bro, this is deep stuff. The temptation of sin, it's a pain in the neck.
It's dark, it relays a message heard loud and clear.
Good work, thanks for this!
You're welcome. Thanx for listening!
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