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Mar 2018
God forgive me,
if you even exist,
please allow me to have your ever so sought after holy privileges.
Dig me a whole at the gates of heaven and bury me there,
six feet deep next to your kingdom, in a casket of my despair,

So close to getting in,
but I am afraid, I have too much adoration for sin.
So as I am floating in this ocean should I sink or should I swim?
and if I called for you, would you offer me your hand or just push me deeper in?
Elizabeth Oyibo
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Elizabeth Oyibo  18/F/Iowa
(18/F/Iowa)   
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