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Fornification is my sin and I can't put down my hands because I confess this to Him and He is a merciful Lord of Hosts, but I vow...I'll not be married or be in another relationship again due to my many breakups and heartaches alike
Owning up to my name and I am proud of my fame, though it didn't give me fortune
Racing up and down the road with my favourite bicycle
None of your business - come over here and be mine, bae and I will make you feel on fleek
In and out of me, I need a fix and my bones are rattling from the pop music that is therapeutic to all aspects of my life
Feeling myself on beat...feeling myself in rhythm...feeling you in adoration's admirable atmosphere without fear...without the shedding of tears
I love you forever and ever...no one is gonna take you away from me...maybe, I'm obsessed and my head is in the clouds as always
Can't stand the silence between us...there's the truth behind lies...we are on the same rowdy bus...don't wave your casual goodbyes...
And I'm sorry for committing fornification... the frustration is regretable and unstable, but I am able to heal slowly, but surely...
Tension is here...I can feel it...listen! Pay attention...lust and passion are my downfalls and I have not ignored His calls...
Isolating myself was my coping mechanism for far too long...I can't even show my face in public because I'm outlandish and unique...I'm afraid to be judged wrongly...I felt all the emoticons on your iPhone...
Oh, it did go over my head...you are living your life in South America...but we are very similar...I loved Skype Calling you - it was such an awesome experience, but it ended abruptly because I reflect weirdness and I'm awkward as hell on Mount Everest...I'm stronger than I realize, I'm not alone and I'm not a failure...I will fight with my might to fight the urges that led to my one and only ugly, deceiving sin - fornification
Nothing can undo the past...the urges come back to attack; alas, God has my back
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