The Benediction
The benediction of my sins against me. The judgement that maybe. The destruction of the old me and the creation of a new one. The changes that stand alone. THe destiny of my changed life is subjected to my past. The new me is always subjected not to last. Laying the old me down so the new can be born. Rising like ash out of fire of my disappoinment. Leaving the old me dead and gone is my acknowledgement. The lost of my anger got me losing the way I use to act. I use to be as I use to say I was on the attack. The benediction is out and the old me is done an the new me is here to stay.
"My Benediction is here read and then learn better"
"My Benediction is here read and then learn better"
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