kashshaptu

My life is filled with names
Of a story that is not mine.
My mask is held by Jesus.
My body belongs to David,
My heart belongs to Jeremiah.
My soul belongs to the one whose name has not been writ.
I am a Harlot Dressed in Secrecy.
Secrets i do not wish to wear.
Burdens of a desperate love,
I do not wish to bear.
The Devil Has Stained me.