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Friday, October 19, 2012

Purely Yours

Sick of my self,
I wander.
Unsure of what lies ahead,
But aware of the caution I should be taking,
Foolishly ignoring the obvious consequences awaiting me.
Sin is taking my thought life,
Lust captures my dreams,
But my heart stands strong,
Longing to be purely yours.

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