Day 13
Prompt: confession poem
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Prompt: confession poem
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Confessional
priests have always made me nervous
I’m a shitty liar
if there’s any decent purpose
to my life it’s fire
burning bridges, burning slowly
truth that needs no bleaching
what is burning on the surface
doesn’t make me holy
truth is something to aspire
born of no teaching
if you ever feel like preaching
I’m the perfect choir
if there’s any decent purpose
to my life it’s fire
burning bridges, burning slowly
truth that needs no bleaching
what is burning on the surface
doesn’t make me holy
truth is something to aspire
born of no teaching
if you ever feel like preaching
I’m the perfect choir
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