Purgatory

She wears him like a badge

An honor to be boasted

A feather in her crown

For a queen she surely is

Never a hair out of place

Or a word that is misspoken

She never does anything

To make a person frown

I can’t find fault with her

And trust me I’ve been looking

I understand her pain

He’s always on my mind

But who can compete

With runway gods and models

I’ll have to look for love

Down here in purgatory

Us sinners in the real world

Must keep among ourselves

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Confession

If I start speaking Latin

Don’t think that I’m possessed

I’m only conversing in tongues

Confessing how much I’m blessed

Angels might echo my actions

But I’d hardly count myself one

I’m not really suited for harping

I’d like to have a little more fun

But saints and sinners are people

They all had ordinary lives once

Till a catalyst hastened a spark

Making giants out of runts

My pedestal stands at the ready

I’ll have so far to climb

You put me so far above you

Gives me farther to fall, I find

You’ve no notion of being so blessed

Blessings have no meaning of self

It’s not that you can’t ever love me

It’s the value, the cost, the price

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