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Author: Anonymouse
Started: 10/05/05
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Published: 10/05/05
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Running from TemptationOutline: An allegory - or something! Last week I met Temptation,
I thought I’d done with men, And this bold face was one I had not thought to see again. That sly old smile was waiting, Eyes narrowed in the sun. My Resolution faltered and Temptation thought he’d won. Old memories were tugging me To follow them back home But I have dreams a-plenty now And do not stand alone. He casts his line to catch me And reel me in to him And in this crazy whirlpool I’m forgetting how to swim. At first I am quite frantic In Temptation’s gentle arm. This does not feel like Sin at all, I start to feel quite calm. But Conscience rears her ugly head And tries to spoil my fun. She drags me from this warm embrace And counsels me to run. So I’m running from Temptation, I’m leaving all this mess. Thank God I had the wit to get A forwarding address! |
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