I'M ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN
AT THOSE WHO ARE TOGETHER.
BOUND UP SO TIGHTLY BY A SIN
WHOSE STRIPES I CANT UNSHEATHE.
BECAUSE ITS DEMON NAME I DO NOT KNOW
THIS LONELINESS I CAN'T MYSELF EXPEL.
FROM THOSE ARROW'S OF SATAN'S BOW
THAT DEEP WITHIN MY HEART DO DWELL.
WILLINGLY I'LL TURN AWAY
AND TAKE ANOTHER COURSE.
MY HEARTS DE SIRE'S DOWN I'LL LAY
SURRENDERED AT THE CROSS.
IF THE MATTER BE REVEALED TO ME
BY HIS PRECIOUS BREATH.
OF THE LIFE THAT CAN ONLY BE
OBTAINED ON EARTH BY DEATH.
ELIZABETH BEALE-STEPHENS SUNDAY 11 OCTOBER 1993.
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| PENCIL SKETCH ON LOCATION IN KENT. ART WORK BY RAYE'S ANGELS. |
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