True Love of Coffee

There was a moment of faith
When the true belief of everything I was
Became obsolete, completely intangible

I thought to myself
When do angels fall so swiftly
That they can no longer be holy

In days past, my thoughts of sanctuary
Quickly lost themselves in false religion
My personal salvation was simply devoured

The desecration of my spirit, so swift
It began one day with a chance visit to purgatory
Due to the accidental invocation of mortal sin

My lips tried to confess true love, and failed
The feeling of my heartfelt inferno igniting hell itself
And accidentally pushed my soul into unknowing Armageddon

I had no need to fall, my wings were gone
My penance for love was retribution from life itself
And my soul would go on, half-living half-dead, in everlasting oblivion

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