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Mar 2015
offense may be caused so look away now
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I am both ****
and philanderer, in word and deed
I once found Jesus
just so that I might **** a girl
lucky that my hypocrisy was perishable
I still smell of that earlier me than you might remember
when I was filthy in my wishfulness
the sharp torture of a tissued sceptre
left me embarrassed in a honey dipped daydream
where factional contributions turned wine into water
and revenants convened before the solvent sunset
of my eccentric heartbeat
Paul Sands
Written by
Paul Sands  England
(England)   
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   Caitlyn Sibole, axr and SPT
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