By shimmergloom
Date: 20 July 2000
Then I smile...
my commitment to light lacks clarity,
it shrouds my dark desires,
beneath my righteous visage,
my sin for you bleeds my soul...
All I cling to,
burns with the fire of my obsession,
you leave me no escape,
from my own burning prison,
I'm tortured, thirsty, in this cage,
my hands are bound with shackles,
which run my wrists red with thoughts of you,
thoughts that are to me black,
...impure, sensual, sexual,
and I hide my face from you,
ashamed of myself for abandoning my morals,
..then I smile....
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