Author of "I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me"

How to catch a sinner: Look for the loudest,
self-proclaimed saint, almighty and proudest.
He walks with a basket filled with gold stones
and ready to pick so many bones.

See, don’t trust the man with a sure pure heart.
He has made deception into a fine art.
Nothing in the world is truly refined.
Even a sinless rock can be so unkind.


This was originally published on February 2019.

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