sinner

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my melancholic brain is too pensive 

for your innocent mind.

yet your inviting touch is endearing when it whispers

"come closer"

but i'd break you if i step one foot near you


oh if God saw what was in my mind at this moment

he would call me a sinner;

but he keeps his privy mouth shut

of my wrongdoings of sacrilege.


dear Lord, 

for i cannot keep him out of my mind for one long second;

though when his name does slip my mind


i  have no purpose.

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all the love

jessica

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