Poem -

Theology of a misconception

Theology of a misconception

This place,

This place,

Of my minds forsaken reigns,

It holds true,

holds true,

All these fucking thoughts of you,

I need a minute,

Just a minute,

To finish choking on my regret,

This guilt,

guilty of this,

selfishness I admit,

Cause this heart,

Has stopped,

From this crime,

Of abusing love,

True Love,

Which Im charged,

To carry this rock,

In this stone cold lifeless blackened heart.

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