Sins

Life in a palace

Oh to dream of it

Driving Ferrari’s

Lord help me

I want it

*

Impure thoughts

They overtake

Some nights I am not the son you knew

*

I’m sorry Lord

For treading in darkness

I am prideful

*

Harvest my heart

Dissect my soul

And pull out the maggots

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