“I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife”…

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The hand written confession,
she left by the bed…

Was filled with dark secrets,
from deep within her head…

Revealing her anguish and
stained by her tears…

It was an accumulation,
built up through the years…

She’s now left it behind,
for those close to read…

As her battle scarred soul,
was released and finally freed…

And this detailed explanation,
confessed all her sins…

All the mistakes she made,
whilst encouraged to sing…

By the Devil in her heart,
such a forbidden lover…

Who took full control and
distracted like no other…

She was attracted to him,
like a moth to a flame…

She couldn’t resist him and
she carried that shame…

Along with many secrets,
that she hid from her world…

As she risked everything,
whilst the whirlwind whirled…

And swept her up into,
a deceitful double life…

Rendezvousing with strangers and
sexual encounters in the night…

But the thrill of the moment,
bore the heavy price of guilt…

And the cold morning light,
would waken her demons inbuilt…

Who haunted her days,
till she could take no more…

And when she finished the letter,
she finally ended that war…

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“If we are going to Hell, we might as well enjoy the fall”…

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Is he still a good person…
If Jesus is not in his heart…
If he doesn’t believe in religion…
And he didn’t agree from the start…

Does it mean that he is a Devil…
Someone to be despised…
And considered a mortal horror…
When viewed through someone else’s eyes…

Is he going to be banned from heaven…
The place we all should aspire to…
Will the spirit elevator just take him down…
To the basement below level two…

Is he destined to walk the Earth forever…
Because no one will take his soul in…
Should he start to hedge his bets…
And perhaps let one of them win…

Does it mean that his soul is branded…
As simply not a worthy man…
Because he won’t get on his knees…
And shout “God, I’m your biggest fan”

And even if that’s what he did…
Which God would want him the most…
So many of them to choose from…
And he’s lacking a quiz show host…

If he sits and asks for forgiveness…
Beg to be cleansed of his sins…
Confess all his crimes on a night time…
Perhaps one of them may let him in…

He’s got time to figure this out…
But only God knows just how long…
As the end is getting closer…
Will God tell him if he calls it wrong…

Because religion doesn’t inspire him…
It looks like a cult for the damned…
There are ones that abuse its children…
And others who blow up their men…

Some people will knock on his door…
And tell him about this mythical being…
What do they know that he doesn’t…
What does he miss that they’re seeing…

So please, is he still a good person…
If Jesus doesn’t enter his heart…
If he doesn’t buy into religion…
By the time he is due to depart…

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