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The road is curvy and deep, so it chose me to take a long and hard dip!



The church is not helping me find God
So between her legs is where I lay down my guard
Dropped the holy book, cloaked myself up like a crook
Found salvation between her thighs, sneaked into her panties to take a look
Found solace in a dark place
Even in guilt you wore your innocence with a straight face
Before you, I was a song that won't sing
A finger that that won't ring
Since I wasn't finding something new
I decided to change my view
The prophets were stunting, flattering the rich
Their sermons polluted, damning the unreached
The roads were labelled narrow and wide
As above so below, one was a ride, the other a tide
One was condemning me for my sins
The other was beckoning me with a kiss
When I craved an audience, there was no wait
When I came once, the gait was welcoming enough for a second date
But the other only sent me out to the fiery gate
When I came twice, I was left to pursue my own fate
Tonight I'm making a mistake, swearing allegiance to something true
I'm swearing my love and belief, breaking every rule
On my knees between her tits
Making a vow with her nipples centred between my teeth
The road is curvy and deep
So it chose me to take a long and hard dip


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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  1. Wooooooooow this is damn good piece,very nolstagic and romantic literary flow,I really love the imagery man!

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