About the bad outcome of a young woman who doesn’t use good sense during her sexual trysts.
Speak not words tonight, hush
Let the air be filled with emotion?
Breathe in the passion created
That liquor-filled potion.
Smoke encompasses this room
Filled with searching souls
Looking for one night thrills
To not go home alone.
The music makes my body sway
I make love to the beat
As alcohol teases my brain
To find some ecstasy to eat.
The night is long gone now
My head pounding with sick guilt
For giving in to deadly desire
And enduring a horizontal tilt.
Several years have faded away
I do not practice my sins anymore
But these sins cannot be forgiven
As death raps loudly on my door.
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