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I judge best in front of a mirror eyes wide open the best light shining from within I see everything as long as I don't blink There is but one perfect being and it is not me - it will never be
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 10:05 PM UTC
The Judge Imperfect
I judge best in front of a mirror eyes wide open the best light shining from within I see everything as long as I don't blink There is but one perfect being and it is not me - it will never be
Judge me brother with eyes of mercy, my rocks break the mirror before bouncing back in the color of atonement. Light shines in pieces of hope, in shades of bold while the knees scrape the concrete red. You are not my God.
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 10:05 PM UTC
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