Immorality
How can I explain this feeling?
that burning temptation beneath my skin.
How can I yearn for something so deadly?
that I'll give in.
Why does it make me cry?
like I just committed a sin.
God would destroy me,
for loving him.
Yes, its icy-hot. So strong,
I'm being punished.
The chills are breaking me,
but the heat is building in me.
A bite here, a bite there.
the flowing of blood licking on my skin.
I know that you want me,
but please let me live.
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