….Dear lord, forgive me for I have sinned and sinned and sinned, if left to my own devices I will continue to sin and sin again, surely some unbeknownst ego contributes to its infinity, ignorance adds to it’s amenities, my main excuse is that I have enemies, and only aggressively protecting myself is the only friend to me; there’s merit in these sins to me, like a bee when it uses it’s stinger, and for that, they tried to do me in like Margret Sanger, should I not allow emotions to take hold of me, should others in my predicament make a mold of me, earthly trials and tribulations are nothing more than extensions on my rosary.
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 24th, 2024 16:47
- Category: Unclassified
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