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The Lord spoke of words today Reminding me of how much He has given me Caught unaware by the words that He said Revealing the sins of my broken faith And as my luminous wings began to fray He began pulling my feathers, one by one Until I was naught more than broken man, afraid that I have faithlessly sought only after His forgiveness I begged him, “Please, of what sins and immoralities had brought me so far away from your pathway towards salvation and your forgiveness?” And He said, “But you’re the one that slipped away.” The devil spoke of words today Reminding me of how much I owed him Lost in the thoughts of what he had said Revealing threads of his devious puppetry By the strings and by a finger’s delay I danced his twisted show of mockery Despite how much I struggled to break free I depended far too much on his malicious guidance I begged him, “Please, of what uncertainties had brought me so far down this pathway, towards misery and your relentless tug? And he said “You’re the one that’s slipped away.” ©2014
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 5:12 AM UTC
The Fall
The Lord spoke of words today Reminding me of how much He has given me Caught unaware by the words that He said Revealing the sins of my broken faith And as my luminous wings began to fray He began pulling my feathers, one by one Until I was naught more than broken man, afraid that I have faithlessly sought only after His forgiveness I begged him, “Please, of what sins and immoralities had brought me so far away from your pathway towards salvation and your forgiveness?” And He said, “But you’re the one that slipped away.” The devil spoke of words today Reminding me of how much I owed him Lost in the thoughts of what he had said Revealing threads of his devious puppetry By the strings and by a finger’s delay I danced his twisted show of mockery Despite how much I struggled to break free I depended far too much on his malicious guidance I begged him, “Please, of what uncertainties had brought me so far down this pathway, towards misery and your relentless tug? And he said “You’re the one that’s slipped away.” ©2014
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 5:12 AM UTC
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