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O Lord, open my lips, that my mouth shall declare your praise (Psalm 51:15)
"The Blackest of Beards" by The Morning Amazing
I saw my caricature and a tremor shook my bones. Lust had gouged out my eyes. Erotomania had sewn my lips shut. My skin was melted by the very flames of hell.
How could I do this to you, rotting in the cells of Aphrodite’s mansion? How can you ever forgive me, when I don’t deserve to look in your eyes? How can this angel fly, when all I do is clip her wings?
So go ahead and bury me, I won’t protest for a second. For my soul is decaying, and I’m already lying in my casket.
If you’re the epitome, then I am the enemy.
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Psalm 51:15
"O Lord, open my lips, so my mouth can declare your praise."
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