i take verses from song of solomon so as to feel what’s it’s like to be loved like the shullamite girl i wrap the verses of isaiah ‘round the rings of my simple fingers so as not to forget all that is promised i grasp the verses of revelation in an unshakable fist so as not to fear what is to come
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the chain is as strong as its weakest link harmartia you have oxidized the chains that had guarded my mind and heart you weakened and exposed the harmartia in me leaving me ashamed unforgivable and unloveable