ConcupiscenceA Poem by SimstarFor God says life should be destroyed, The bounteous kiss, be it forged in love, of any w***e is void So limbs should be rent from holding flesh As demon teases with red iron and lash Whilst reason, pricked by conscience, slowly drips Into cup of concupiscence that merely teases lips... © 2015 Simstar |
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Added on January 1, 2015 Last Updated on January 1, 2015 |