How much of the hatred in my mind represents your design? Forgive me.
The hostility of others assaults my mind. Forgive me.
I see my sins and sort through them still with exhaustion.
I keep looking at my sins and pulling myself up crying. Forgive me.
The random lusts live with wasted money in a space so vast in my life.
Where I should have beeen seeing I remained blind. Forgive me.
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