Best Foulness Poems

I have sinned, friend.

But my sin is not a God
To smother my Divinity.

Innate, alive
God writhes within me,
A burning fire
A tripartite light.

How low I sank
I may not tell
But in the muddy
Fires of Hell
Is not my destination.

I drank from an evil cup
And yet
God took me to his...

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