Deepest Regret–Urges of Deviance

Out of wedlock;
Bonny little bastard.
The face of an angel;
Born of demons.

The whale calls;
Unable to locate,
Her pod.
The ocean is vast,
When you swim solo.

Driven to madness,
My alter ego calls.
So close,
Yet so far.
This Average, White Man,
I cannot escape,
For he never leaves,
The ether of my,
Subconscious.

One stumbled through,
The Gates of Heaven.
He bowed before,
The Great I Am.
Then laughed,
That wicked laugh.
“I’ll tear your ever after,
Asunder, oh Lord!”

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