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Next on alter boy confessions.

Touching stories of touch.

Eat of my body or you have no life in you.

Drink in my blood, I have no life to give you.

Sell a soul for the place to put it.

Hell could be the feeling

of falling forever

and never hitting the ground.

I guess that's what I'm feeling right now.

Forsaken, Forgotten, For nothing.

Should the end ever strike me down without making a sound.

Save a place for me, I will soon be joining you.

Be sure to write and tell what it is like to be forgiven.

Or at least how it feels to be washed clean.

Dare my hands never break.

What I have taken wrongly will gladly be given back.

Welcomed at the gate, negotiate to find belonging.

Is it wrong to seek the peace you fit in.