Wear your beliefs
Like a half-cross set irrevocably
On the tip of your tongue
Thirty silvers in sum
You hold doctrine
Like a sinner postcoital
Of an ecstasy
Wane and fleeting
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 1:56 AM UTC
Wear your beliefs
Like a half-cross set irrevocably
On the tip of your tongue
Thirty silvers in sum
You hold doctrine
Like a sinner postcoital
Of an ecstasy
Wane and fleeting
10:02am, April 28th 2015
"But we've always done things this way."
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