Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Only Inhuman

I would give anything for
This sin to be washed off my body.
The tantrums and fear it produced
Still stain me.
I scrub it away,
But in my dreams it comes,
Breathing destruction and disgust.
I give in to fear.
I'm only human.

7-8-11


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