A Better Me
A Better Me
The creator of light is my virtue
In him I shall breathe again
My faults are not judged
For they are only looked upon as hope
Not as a line of communication for the wicked
To lift themselves up to see me fall
The struggles of my desire overcame me
But they do not define me
My creator does not see my faults
And what I can not be
But what I can be
A better me
Copyright © Tammy Bowers | Year Posted 2012
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