Kinglish

Preacher: "Some of you are 'wonton!' You're like a 'whited sepulcher!' You may come to church on Sunday, bow your head and say your prayers Wednesday, but where are you 'wont to haunt' every other day?

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Flesh Hiccups

The flesh just won't go away; it feels so close when at bay. With a bubble and pop my flesh just hiccups and my heart guiltily throbs away.

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Reflection

Whom we set our desires upon is more of a reflection of ourselves than of the object of our desire.

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