Monday, March 28, 2016

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Life is never forgiving
Love is selfish when not from God.
Casual decadence.
Over stating a theme long lost.

I created my misery
Not the Universe.
A careless look, a wandering gaze.
Loveless and blind in my own life.

You won't forgive me-for the things I have done.
The actions I have taken.
The conversations deleted in my mind
Never remembered.

Late at night I think about You
The Words You have written.
The promises You have made.
And my worries fade away,
into the darkness of my room.

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