Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Bitter Repentance
What brings me to this state of mind?
Tormented by blood and tears;
drowning in black water dreams.
I hate that I need you.
Your light is blinding and
it burns against my heart.
Where is my dignity in your presence?
Where is my pride in your power?
my wickedness in your wisdom?
I can feel my flesh burning with you holiness.
And I weep for my dying.
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Poetry
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