10 March 2013
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Delicious Fire burning through my soul, as my white wings are ripped from my back.
My once beautiful pure soul, they say, has been tainted with a lustful black.
I laugh at them merry, the ignorant fools know not what they miss. They call it a sin, To feel the pleasures of the flesh, but this cannot be true.
For never have I felt this Holy when I am praying with my body.
They say I have fallen. I say I have just started to discover.....
Falling Into Pleasure... • Opuss № I