crowns of holy virginity and belts of iron chastity
lace themselves around forgotten genitalia
but broken hymns of broken hymen will be sung
with cracking voices before the morning sun.
its revelation for our broken hearts
and desperate longing
for the redemption we'll never be awarded
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Poetry❝People who fight fire with fire usually end up with ashes.❞ --Pauline Phillips ~the third installment of the BURN series.~
