On my knees, I plead with someone I haven’t met
Looking up to a deity that I can’t see but is claimed heaven’s best
Before I allow myself to dip into your waters, know I have one request
If I’m sacrificed to the slaughter, promise me I’ll be the best dressed
In the finest suit and a choked collar, letting my heart leave my chest
If I loved a little smaller, maybe I wouldn’t know this much stress
But if heaven is a place, then I’ve found it in your eyes
And if I want to save face, then I’ll believe all your lies
About the Creator
g. whiles
he/they. queer writer just trying to find my place (corny, i know).
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