♛: xxx

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Forgive me father for I have sinned.

My soul has found unadulterated delight

in shapely form of my transgressions.

Try to understand that my flesh

knows no bounds in the presence

of my greatest desire.

My fingers were crossed

but hers were raw and tainted;

and found no bounds on my skin.

Father, her dark irises held the neon red lights

of my chamber. She studied

my lips with hers, the taste of apple on her tongue.

And I so eager to taste this succenlent fruit

of beauty fell for it.

Father, cleanse me-

Wash my skin from the colors of her sins.

Wipe the sounds that drunken the lids of my eyes.

And Father, reap my soul from the harlot.

For she, like many, has lured me

into believing her silky kisses

of retribution

were the things I desired

to hear my skin sigh.

⚛︎⚛︎⚛

my laptop got wrecked so slow updates ig. sighsigh.

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