Re4m

Reform me...

Conform me.
Mold me.
Make me.
Shape me.
Do whatever you have to do -
Even if it means
You gotta break me
Don't forsake me
Wake me up
Remove the scales
From my eyes
I'm seeing men as trees

Falling down around me

Because I was born
Legally blind

Out of sight
Out of my mind
No appreciation
For the divine
Design flaw
To the interior;
A heart that's wicked
All the time... 

Until Another Kind

Love sublime

Comes to the rescue

Of a villain

Cleanse me through a bloodletting...

This redemption's gonna kill me.

(cf. Romans 8:13; 12:1; 1 Peter 3:18-22)

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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