Grace Just…

November 30, 2014

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The night and its dreams
Broke me first…

Waking to a
Hunger and a thirst…

For something…

Not
Righteousness…

It tastes so much
Like
Selfishness.

Since then the rest
Has been inconclusive.

I failed the test-
Veiled and elusive…

Now on the surface
All but defining.
Whispering worthless
And subtly reminding

That
Somehow
I always knew.
Was it something too simple
In those points of view?

Who am I?
Broken…
Can I change?
Grace just won’t stick…
But the bad
Somehow stains.

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