Adultery

True strength comes from within,
Needed for your battle, this rampage of sin.
How many mighty wars its fought, never to part
From the desires of the heart.
Relentless it may be,
Growing from the branches of a tree,
Reaching skywards,
And reaching towards
The clawed hands of temptation,
So sweet and evil, for creation
Of this fascination--so morbid
Are these wicked snares of how thy had bid
Goodbye, goodbye to all
As thy endured thy fall
From thy innocence, thy holiness,
From thy faithfulness.





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