Jesus Loves Me
You say death kissed you, laced your lips with His cocaine tongue. (What better it is to taste you, my dear, to taste you indeed with my mind...) You say Christ giveth life, and Christ may taketh away. (If I rip this from my flesh, dear lord, would the demons not crawl in?) You say life is strange like that; I shouldn't wonder about the searing flames. (Can I live life without this furrow in my brow? Can I live without being raped first?) You say we can't even begin to understand; I think that's quite conveniant.Tear it apart. Written April 1st, 2002 © on Apr 01 2002 10:56 AM PST, Katrina Armour 0 • 10
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"You say death kissed you,..."