The Sinner I am the bride In whiteI am filled with pride I cannot be touched because God loves me so much I have no sins to hide. So you use religion as a crutch But you I know by your lust, depraved mind which makes you blind to the incremental nature of your soul's decline with each monstrous tide. How dear you! With your limited view tell me about sin. There is no fault within and if so it is not for you to spin my sins back into the light. You both are wrong and rather bold, to think you can either of you speak truth when still you are tainted from within by that corrupted man that loves sin.
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In Pursuit
In Pursuit In pursuit I chased but In got disengaged from the ordering of my mind. I looked for a sign it did not come so my sign I made But ended up dismayed When my sign led to a dead end. I ran and ran then ran some more to find a home secure but instead I ran through an open door and ended up on a desolate moore! Then from the corner of my eye now here's my sign though I but look here it was a big black fly! So now I roam far from home my pursuit now quite noisome.
Your Walk
Your Walk When you begin your walk, you will know who you are, you will be who you are, and give of who you are. When you begin your walk, the least will be great in your heart, you will forget your fairy dreams and live in your steps, real dreams. When you begin your walk, you will know when to wait and do what must be done, before it is too late. When you begin your walk, you will honour those at your gate, for they are your fate, they will make you great. For to build them up is to be graced with an overflowing plate.
Caterpillar to a Butterfly
Caterpillar to a Butterfly Look at me move whoa I move so fast. No one can stop me now. I believe I can fly. nimbly I move from tree to tree Oh my this is sweet! I eat all day, everyday and there is nothing you can say. I am a master an expert you see There is nothing better than what I am called to be. But suddenly I get tired and must rest. So in my cocoon I make my nest. But as I wake look up and stretch I feel my body has reset! Where once I was long and around glory be! That catterpillar cannot be found! In its place I now have wings! And guess what? They flutter, flop and sing. Now I can move at lightening speed Oh this is so much more fun! Oh yes indeed this is a dream!
Battle scars
Battle Scars Your battle scars say who you are. Have none? Then you have not learned a thing worth learning. Or perhaps, you try to hide them. Ashamed with a sense of disgrace that you were bested. Fear not, though your scars are alot they are your testimonies that you survived, they anoint your flesh reminding you of the tests that have made you your best in a world where sorrow obscures many a tomorrows. So wear them proudly, They your purple hearts.
Tear Down Those Idols
Tear Down Those Idols Whom do you love and give your time to your life to and to it give your peace? Whom do you listen to allow to lead you access you and when frightened, entreats? Whom do you trust above the ones you love and take the time to lose your time to? Whom do you shadow make promises to and whom pray tell do your very soul pursues? Pursue beauty pursue you pursue what God says is true. There is greatness poured into the grey to bring forth the colours that lies said were untrue of you.
Peace is My Weapon
Peace is My Weapon You want to fight? Good. Go ahead. I wont stop you infact I wont lift a finger to help you. You there, huff and puff while I sit in the shade watching the clock go tick, tick, tick. Not done? Good. Let me then lay a little in the sun tell me when you are done playing the Hun. Tell me when you are ready to take up peace and bury the poison in your heart, so we can have a clean start.
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