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Why must sins always belittle virtues?
Judgements, sordid and incongruous, repulse me with their malignancy
My spirt feels lacerated; decorations birthed by your sharpest words
When, finally, will escape be so tangible as to congest the room with her sweet aroma?
Judgements, sordid and incongruous, repulse me with their malignancy
My spirt feels lacerated; decorations birthed by your sharpest words
When, finally, will escape be so tangible as to congest the room with her sweet aroma?
Published 29th Jul 2011
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- Edited 11th Jun 2018 12:45pm
29th Jul 2011 5:16am
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