A heavy weight

Predicting fate

Indefinite debate

Defend your hate

Pessimistic fortune takes

Some time to forumaulate

but i could take

A stroll of thoughts

Trickel down

To solid ground



I thought you said something that pertained to sin

And I was overhwelmed by a thrill

Then we did something

Some would call a sin

Timid symptom afraid of sweeter taste



Was it better before I ever knew

Pleasures mixed with bodily virtue

I knew

Everything kept quiet hides your shame

Coming out to let the world know that you partake

In same dimension shouldn't make you outcast condescended.