Forgiven
heard every word
took it to heart
one sword
i feel the harm
for intended is one
mind sees of many
but theres one true one
so is said if any
love and lust
for the real is won (one)
the other remains dust
the hell of the soul
the hunger the cost
the tole,
the war in us
amoung, the cold
whats left
oh" God"
PLz help me
the sins
down I nod
the evil
that crept in
ive wept
forgive in
amen
the healing...........
Copyright © Jennifer Arnott | Year Posted 2011
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