You have rent my heart. You rend it still
That I might do your will.
Continue. Kill
Whate’er contrasts you in me, makes me ill.

I am slowly learning to be still
In faith that soon you will
Finally kill
Corruption, cleanse each stain, and cure each ill.

Photo by kilarov zaneit on Unsplash


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