Sin Stains me as I destroy myself
Once I was whole
Now I'm Perforated
Riddled with wounds
That run ever so deep
Freedom has escaped me again
As I walk Through this the Valley of Death
Waiting to be reconciled by an ever flowing love
Lost in my contradicting convictions I long for
Peace from my
History Cycle that repeats
In relapse more than sands that fall
And tides that Crash
Thursday, July 22, 2010
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