My Two Sides.
I am realising my two sides
dont meet each other.
My two ends are so different
they can never meet,
where one begins
the other ends.
One is lustful ,,selfish and carefree
the other is kind ,giving,and pure.
One relishes sin
the other holiness.
Oh!Lord will these ever meet
I hope not,
If they do ..it will be fire works
what is this firein me
raging inside,
either it will consume me or extinguish me
The world will only see ambers
each onlooker having its own perception
some will pick on my ashes
and put it on their forehead as a mark of respect
and some will walk over it trampling it
Thank God,I will NOT get to see it ..
dont meet each other.
My two ends are so different
they can never meet,
where one begins
the other ends.
One is lustful ,,selfish and carefree
the other is kind ,giving,and pure.
One relishes sin
the other holiness.
Oh!Lord will these ever meet
I hope not,
If they do ..it will be fire works
what is this firein me
raging inside,
either it will consume me or extinguish me
The world will only see ambers
each onlooker having its own perception
some will pick on my ashes
and put it on their forehead as a mark of respect
and some will walk over it trampling it
Thank God,I will NOT get to see it ..
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