Sinners Poem by Saniya Galeyeva
Sinners
Yes, we sinners,
We are sinners, both.
We laugh at the believers
Whose faith is rotten cloth.
Let others study Bibles,
Let others follow rules.
We don't need any titles -
We are enamoured fools.
We need each other's bodies
As well as blood and hearts.
The passion isn't hoax
But human sacrifice.
We make mistakes and keep on
Making till it's enough.
But we do have a beacon -
Our saint and sinful love.
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