"if you sat alone in a room for the rest of your life, just to talk to me, that would be Enough." - god.
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this is a confession of my consuming desire to Do and Be more.
when jesus said, "it is finished," he meant it.
this is out of my hands, forever.
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if i make it to heaven
i may be as bloody as hell.
would you still take me?
i'm afraid that you might say,
"depart from me, i never knew you."
i'm in the wrong body.
i'm in the wrong body.
i'm in the wrong body.
i must have stumbled in.
all the love i want to give,
gets caught between every rib.
what does that make me?
i have good intentions,
but no exit for them to come out right through.
when i make it
to heaven
i will be as bloody as hell
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Your poetry is dangerous to read at work ;)
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