SkinA Poem by GraceSeeker...........
What is lust?
Why does it have such an impact on us?
Why can’t it be broken into oblivion?
Why does it have to hurt me?
It stings like needles and burns like fire
It clamps onto my arm and doesn’t relinquish
God help me
Be rid of this blackness
This veil of scars that covers my body
Help me bring honor and love
Let my family love me
Let myself become humble
Wash me with your showering mercy and hope.
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1 Review Added on November 22, 2009 AuthorGraceSeekerGilbert, AZAboutI am another man trying to find what god has laid before me. Nothing is truely worth something if heart and soul is put into it. Thats what god did more..Writing
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