sweetiepiefuckface
Getting My Grub On
I Will Not Cry
One more day to breathe, to go on. Yesterday I broke a
personal record. I am a whore, and damn good at it. Do
not speak to me of selfishness. My virtue is clean,
unscathed.
I might have just found what I have been searching for.
Last night/this morning. Sweaty bodies coupling by
candlelight. clandestine. courageous.
Just to be close to God's face... Close enough to touch.
I just ask this for my beauty's sake. Inside I have no
scars. I am clean, complete. There is no hole I am trying
to fill. There isn't.
Inside, I am God's lover, God's whore, God's virgin. Three
faces of Eve. Lachesis, Atropos and .....
damn.
Inside, I am sorrow's sweet beauty. Inside, I am not your
whore, not your trick. Inside, I cannot be touched, too
pure. Inside lives my child, my beautiful, innocent
child. Inside nectar's womb I am whole again.
(Swallow me into the desert, as desperate as you are. I
remember sunshine, the sun is mine, the sun is mine.
I lost my head again, won't you cry for me?) -Soundgarden
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