You are faith,
favored by the sinners
forgiven but not forgotten
first to be filled
last
to flinch.
in silence
sentenced.
in stillness
left
you belong here.
—
Happy new year, children.
I am off to the city of sin, to enjoy a week of decadence.
Here, a small gift.
Listen.
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D'jaevle, Grail
Ahh how sweet this New Year’s Eve poem and words as well.
You always catch me at my most vulnerable and open.. I wonder, how do you know?!
No matter.. it is delicious and delightful to hear your words on the 31st.
Enjoy your visit to the city of sin.. whichever one it may be.. there are several that jump to mind!