Gift of Sin

Gift of Sin

A Poem by Avoiry

I’ll give you a ring a little deadlier and far more restrictive than the one you wished was on your finger

I’ll give you a break but not the kind you love in the summer, the kind that leaves you crippled and down

I’ll give you food but not the kind you care to eat in good health but the kind that festers in your stomach days before the impending loss.

I’ll give you shelter but only from the rain and cold the wrath and heartbreak are yours to be swallowed on your own.

I’ll give you piece not the kind that calms the soul but the kind that leaves you neurotic to be whole.

I’ll give you love but not the kind that saves you, the kind that tears you limb from limb

And the kind of mind that I will leave you

Will be sicker than any sin

© 2010 Avoiry


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hey remind me not to invite you to participate in secret santa this year... ! ... :)

this kind of emotion is part of life, and always will be.

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Antonio


Posted 13 Years Ago


Brilliant!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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... violently poetic ... brutally blatant ... excruciating ... i didn't know what to expect when i saw the title ... but not only did you justify it well ... you wrote some rather memorable lines ... and i can tell that it comes from somewhere deep ... a powerful poem ... written with skill and passion ... an excellent read ... and these lines ... are out of this world brilliant ...

I’ll give you love but not the kind that saves you, the kind that tears you limb from limb
And the kind of mind that I will leave you
Will be sicker than any sin

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Avoiry
Avoiry

taipei, TX



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The Facts My name is Avoiry. I like to do a lot of things but we don't need to get into that. I'm a closet cynic , a pro pretender, a verbal arms dealer, and a false eye lash applicator in training. .. more..

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