You are my only religion.A Poem by <3Suicide accepts nature when we all fight; the meaning of life is hostility. A weariness in your bones, cry me your thunder. I'll stomach any storm. My slow death malnutrition; if I survive to be what I need. Burning the flesh, burning the sin.
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Added on November 23, 2009 |