Purgatory

Drowning in the fire that burns like ice

A sensory overload

too much for anyone to sleep through

In a lava lamp of pain

that will never ever go away

Purifying me of my imperfections

Killing my sin like medicine kills a virus

From the inside out

burning

freezing

choking

all of the sin out of my body

in the last bit of pain

the final, cleansing, fire of my faith

That is a featherbed of love

in comparison to hell

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