Church Window
sometimes i get it right
and you smile
your face lights up
like sunlight through
a church window
a beam of pure light
then othertimes
i get it so wrong
that i cant see my hand
infront of my face
the air, too thick with
my mistakes
its like a feral kid got angry
outside the church
a tear rolls down your face
a brick goes through my church window
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