Lord, what I am?
my heart has been stolen
my conscience is living
tender is my love in the mirror
horrible is my anger at war.
never judge my past,
do not trust your future
Satan was once a favorite
melodies knew him
holy dance recognize his presence.
does your wine intoxicate?
what pleasure is in your duplicate?
are you for a night or delicate?
stay!...and you will be written as ocean
be good!...and live together hereafter.
©welllove
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