Please, God

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When you first said the words, I didn't know what they would mean to me in the years to come
All I knew was I cared about you more than anyone
But you didn't feel the same
The closer we became
The more I realized
It was already done
I refused to believe this of myself
I was better than this sin
Better than the devils' wicked ways to trick me into believing these obscene things were connected to me
These corruptions would ultimately send me to hell if I didn't repent of my sins
"Lord, please forgive me for I have sinned. I understand the punishment for a sin of this nature, and I want nothing more than these unholy thoughts to go away."
"Please, god, forgive that I am gay."

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