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By Ruthie_j, Lilburn, GA

Confused, is what I am,
Because You chose mine out of all the other plans.
You picked me up, with no intention of setting me down,
It's funny how we're always walking hand in hand.
I know You would never let me drown,
But I seem to just keep swimming down.

Down, Down, into the tunnel of sin,
But You still always ask if I can let You in.

I open the door and we share many happy moments,
But then he creeps in too,
It's Him, The Opponent.
He brings back those terrible memories of sinful desires that I think I cant resist,
So the Righteous Man walks out with tears on his lids.

I have a periodic moment of joy,
Before my opponent comes again to collect my Due.

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You are an artist. Not with drawing or paintings but with words. Great Job!
Oct. 14, 2012 at 6:49 PM • Report