Like darts flying through the air
These sins pelt my body, sprouting blood
Leaving me spotted with the punctures
Of all of my failed desires

Or like the droplets of a storm
My sins fill the seas till I am stranded
And all around the spoils of my lurid passions
Surround me in swells of forlorn waves

Thoughts of a distant age will not yield
Like corrosion eating away at my heart
Where the last of my innocent dreams
Deteriorate, detaching the last clinging strands

If once red be thy sins, as scarlet
As white as the white rose I become
Yet in the space of time that waits for none
My unforgiven white reveals,
The fading dull grey
Of yesterday’s pain


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