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one sea left to part, three oceans yet to swallow:

Someone please get me the fuck out of here.

i love you like a fat boy loves cake.
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[The Altar Boy's Confession]

{Blessed kisses burn on his lips,
Stinging with wine.
The preist is pinning him down,
Forcing religion down his throat.
He chokes.
It's amazing what happens to moonlight-
When it falls warbled through stained glass windows,
And cradles the statues of Jesus
Like some bastard pagan son.
And this raw emotion, this rejection
He feels it now. Tearing at his clothes.
The cold floor bites his shoulder blades, they protrude
At jutting angels- he is so young.
Candles flicker. The priest wheezes.}