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Purify: Asenaths Confession ...
A pantoum
Out rush my heart
I confess my trangressions
My soul i wish i had not offended
My lies and life seem endless
I confess my transgressions
In recall i am remprimanded
My lies and life seem endless
And on bruised knees i bend
In recall i am reprimanded
I honeycomb lips from ash
And on bruised knees i bend
As if no other, through these ruby lips
Have passed
I honeycomb lips from ash
Joseph, I have never spoke of another
As if no other, through these ruby lips Have passed
I will have your virgin daughter
Joseph, I have never spoke of another
False idols have fueled great madness
I will have your virgin daughter
Through lips no other has passed
False idols have fueled great madness
I uttered in hostile prayer
Through lips no other has passed
Now i may kiss away your cares
I uttered in hostile prayer
I am no longer Pharoahs daughter
Now i may kiss away your cares
As monotheistic wife apon our altar
Take my thigh without reproach
My soul I wish I had not offended
Without your love she would not be bourne
Out rush my heart
Out rush my heart
I confess my trangressions
My soul i wish i had not offended
My lies and life seem endless
I confess my transgressions
In recall i am remprimanded
My lies and life seem endless
And on bruised knees i bend
In recall i am reprimanded
I honeycomb lips from ash
And on bruised knees i bend
As if no other, through these ruby lips
Have passed
I honeycomb lips from ash
Joseph, I have never spoke of another
As if no other, through these ruby lips Have passed
I will have your virgin daughter
Joseph, I have never spoke of another
False idols have fueled great madness
I will have your virgin daughter
Through lips no other has passed
False idols have fueled great madness
I uttered in hostile prayer
Through lips no other has passed
Now i may kiss away your cares
I uttered in hostile prayer
I am no longer Pharoahs daughter
Now i may kiss away your cares
As monotheistic wife apon our altar
Take my thigh without reproach
My soul I wish I had not offended
Without your love she would not be bourne
Out rush my heart
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