How could it be
That someone like me
Could not be disgraced?
I fumble along with you as my song...
But your peace I sometimes erase..
Why reside with a fool by your side
You inhabit eternity.
What have I done to deserve so much fun?
It sure is a mystery...
But one we become the King and the bum,
Entangled in ecstasy...
Forgive me I pray may I not go astray..
All glory to you must be.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 30th, 2024 03:00
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Comments4
I thought you and I were (and are) perfect?! lol.
We all fall short
Except you and I - and now we've fallen short, by saying that. Doh!
Even the righteous can fall. Not one of us is without sin. Enjoyed the read.
Tremendously beautiful.
Him not me!
A most humble acknowledgment of ones inferiority to the king. Nicely done.
I do what I must.
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