My skin still stings
from lessons learnt
So bitter, I gag
All these years later
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Comforting, is
the same hand that presses you down
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I never want to part from You
I am grateful that there is no way to do so.
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This hunger for God is a craven, glut that ought be shamed
but rather, I glory in my greed for His glory and grace.
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When the prophet said, I am a man of unclean lips. I felt that.