Every time we walk we tend to trip over the mistakes we make
But eventually find the time to dust ourselves off.
As we continue walking, we find our very own souls captured by sin herself.
Corrupted and savaged by her own bites of poison, but yet there’s a part of us faint and still pure. Tainted but still alive.
Watching her feed offs our very own flesh, except that little piece that heals our own heart.
Her wing wraps our souls with light and life that causes us to smile.
After watching and observing our own lives tortured but saved we continue walking on this road of redemption
Finding that end of the tunnel with full of light and serenity
Our love ones smiling back at us, proud and honored. We made it, we passed, and we succeeded
Gods test to us.
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