Losing My Religion or Poets Church of Sins

We define holy war in our wordplay. Heaven be thy frame Your bodice cum, For me, as it would in his arms. Our love making is blasphemy. A community of happy heathens Writhing in our sin and self-fulfillment. If hell be a passion pit, This be the sweet plunge to the beyond. I swear I … Continue reading Losing My Religion or Poets Church of Sins

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