amid the frozen earth
my contentedness suspended
fill me with your mirth
your martyrdom transcended
guarded from the wretched cold
held aloft within
through my lies your truth is told
your pleasure through my sin
one more time, I'll ask of you
take me to your bed
lose the hate inside your bones
give peace unto my head
Dec 15, 2010
Dec 15, 2010 at 7:35 PM UTC
amid the frozen earth
my contentedness suspended
fill me with your mirth
your martyrdom transcended
guarded from the wretched cold
held aloft within
through my lies your truth is told
your pleasure through my sin
one more time, I'll ask of you
take me to your bed
lose the hate inside your bones
give peace unto my head
Copyright J.R.Barclay 2010
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