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Purgery
She's formal, but
Through dignity's lattice
Simmers the heart of sin.
And what am I?
But neither
The purger
Of her demons
The wager
Of her sin.
Through dignity's lattice
Simmers the heart of sin.
And what am I?
But neither
The purger
Of her demons
The wager
Of her sin.
Published 18th Mar 2020
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18th Mar 2020 9:12am
"Dignity's lattice" ... I love it ... nice and crisp this one ... awesome line breaks ... powerful ... one of your best ... right to the RL ...
18th Mar 2020 9:14am
18th Mar 2020 11:42am
“...The purger
Of her demons...”
I thank everyone needs that person in their lives. To confess, to release all the built up sin that needs, wants, and has to be let loose.
—B
Of her demons...”
I thank everyone needs that person in their lives. To confess, to release all the built up sin that needs, wants, and has to be let loose.
—B
18th Mar 2020 11:48am
28th Jun 2020 11:53am
