Longing for sin

*Longing for sin* 

Longing for sin
I say when I think of jejune
Run from sin 
I say not sure alive till June 

Who am I to say
I've come here to stay? 
My dead, why don't they stay? 
The reason ever won't let me stay

Where are my usual trespasses? 
It's high time you left before the month passes
All I did and done by force 
My white and black saying called false

Flush my wrongs my creator
Take me high my elevator
Shine my today and future with your glory
And let my tearful mime turn glory

Make me higher than touchable globe 
In here my state and entire globe
Bless my pen, lines,books and verse 
I call on thou O God of universe! 

 *Crown-prince*

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