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Sunday Virginity

Sit and wait
For your violent fate.
Eclipse of your sun.
It will blind you all
It will make you fall.
Bowing down is for fun.
Deep inside
Your own sick mind.
Relearn to live.
Faulty steps.
A soothing relapse.
It's a crime to give
To your one and only
Manish holy
Book of right.
The bash ridden
Author hidden
Pages of lies.
That place up there
Way in nowhere.
That burning
Is what keeps us turning.
Keep the money train rolling.





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