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September 2, 2018

I don't care if I am hurt by any.

I don't care if my heart lacerates.

I don't care if I weep blood.

I don't care if I am being chopped. 

What I care the most is you.

The lacerations, the heartaches,

The blood weeping, the body chopping.

I think I deserve those things

Because I am over-all wicked and wretched.

No tantamount of mercy to be shown 

No compassion and love to be felt towards me.

But you, you are above merciful,  compassionate and loving.

You love me in spite of my flaws.

You never stop showing me your mercy

And compassion even how frail I am.

Now my heart is in compunction .

Literally,  I feel guilty and amazed at the same time.

And I am hopeful that one day you will draw me to the perfection of your love.

That I will be in your bosom,

Singing forever of  your mercy and tremendousness.


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