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H.I.M

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Down on my knees. I was begging to be loved.
I was begging for forgiveness though I wasn't sure why. Was I wrong for my decisions, had I been wrong all along?

For years I had prayed, worshipped, even going to the lengths of fasting to strengthen my faith. 

Then why was it so easy, to make you all forget me. Just by confessing, what you believed a sin.

HIM.

Holy Father, I Love HIM.All Rights Reserved

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