If you can't look after something, you don't deserve it.

Lord, shall I give in now? Is this yet the lesson learnt for the disobedience my heart has shown to you? Are you challenging me for my worth to you? Or is the devil's beautiful temptation daring to consume me further?

The heart's death already a resurrected shadow of true love's lost ways; I love myself and all earthly and bodily desires. For what I have become, tear from me the undeserving limbs of receiving grace and compel my heart to a damned eternity; Lord, if only.

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This gets to me, everytime. Thankyou, for writing this.
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