Taste the Spite
Pendrop Poet
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I wear the bloody F upon my chest My Scarlet rune Letter maroon Call me names, compassion id bereft I sealed my tomb It'll be over soon Every piece of me has an element of tragedy Heresy poured over me And you can taste the spite Damnation is the perfect spice It's the flavor of this atheistic bisexual abomination Existing in this Christian nation I'm a freak I'm a f*ck I'm a faggot Free of faith And this fucking muck It's fucking tragic That you give a shit Bout who has or hasn't Asked God who they should f*ck You fucking catholic And it's me I'm the problem Having issues And choose to solve them Our personal choices Are your hill to die on Crucify me on the mount of Zion Hang me high, reaching to the sky Upon the Stonewall Judge me sinning Like the best of them all I'm in good company No matter how I fall I'll land with people like me And you can call God To ask her who's at fault And the crowd nods At the madness Creeping up in the fraud At the damning of those beyond their walls In synch they fall You're all small
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