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Sometimes, you think you've given everything you could possibly give, but you find that the dying to self has only just begun.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Spiritual - Words: 68 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 06-26-12 - id: 3036108
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I stand exposed.
All pretenses stripped.
See my naked soul.
I stand wounded.
My spirit is battered.
The ripples of scorn.
I stand terrified.
Pain is inevitable.
Price of the cross.
I stand yielded.
Pierced by choice.
Abandon beckons.
I stand mystified.
In utter amazement.
Captivated whole.
I stood.
Trembling.
Before You, I fall.
See the tears.
Hear my call.
Have I not yet given You my all?
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