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Author: IlfirinEstel
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst/Drama - Reviews: 4 - Published: 02-24-08 - Updated: 09-17-08 - id:2479887
one day
You will come
and save this
twisted world
from itself

i know this
and i know how
i will react to seeing
You in all
Your glory
and power
and majesty

i will fall
to my knees
in praise
in fear
in adoration
in all emotions
the psalmist speaks of

i will sob aloud
curses against myself
and all love-words
to You

and all my fears
will be summed up
in these
pleas

please
this thing in me
that makes my heart race
when she is near—it’s
not about You, it’s not
about You, i promise
i love You, i love
You—i always will
though You deserve
better, so much better
than my simple, flawed
devotion

please, don’t forsake me
please, don’t leave me
i can’t help this
sin of backward love

please, Father
pick me up
and reassure me that
i’m forgiven
i am not unlovable
i can be saved
please, tell me
You love me

my prayer is this
that You will smile
and take my hands
from my eyes
and let me come into
Your kingdom

a/n: i get so scared sometimes.



© Copyright 2008 IlfirinEstel (FictionPress ID:524509).


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