CONFESSION

CONFESSION
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When I found my fantasy was merely form
I tried to grab the corpse while it was warm
But the light of time betrayed the cradles joke
Faith is porn’s reality that makes you stroke
Is it lies or repeating what you’ve been told?
Faith replacing dreams, the discarded and the old
Each week reveals the victim who kneels behind the screen
Which side of confession strikes you more obscene?