Bare Is Sin Poem by GuyAdler Dorelien

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Bare Is Sin



My mind insane,
From the taste of bare sin
Yet my mouth is that of a sheath,
Lying Underneath, My words hidden as the sharp sword.
Cutting away at the sane mind’s,
Known sin, for a pain/wound not felt,
Cannot be healed or understood by a skin unfelt by its touch.
For
One cannot dream,
If the world never sleeps.

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Fairie Helper 09 October 2010

Keep in tune with yourself

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