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You worship at My shrine and give Your sweet and labored love You tell Me “i’d give my whole life to You” And “I only want to be held by You” I look down and swallow it whole It is not enough Though ripe and plump And full to bursting It is not enough Is it fair of Me to ask a mortal to feed My thirst? Is it fair that I look for a different taste A better fruit then what anyone can offer You built My temple and made Me whole But it is not enough And your fruit is simply too sweet If I demand you to wait While I look for a better taste Would you? If I told you to kneel At My holy shrine Until your knees bleed And your fruit rots I know you would
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Nov 21, 2022
Nov 21, 2022 at 6:21 PM UTC
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You worship at My shrine and give Your sweet and labored love You tell Me “i’d give my whole life to You” And “I only want to be held by You” I look down and swallow it whole It is not enough Though ripe and plump And full to bursting It is not enough Is it fair of Me to ask a mortal to feed My thirst? Is it fair that I look for a different taste A better fruit then what anyone can offer You built My temple and made Me whole But it is not enough And your fruit is simply too sweet If I demand you to wait While I look for a better taste Would you? If I told you to kneel At My holy shrine Until your knees bleed And your fruit rots I know you would
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Nov 21, 2022
Nov 21, 2022 at 6:21 PM UTC
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