Saturday, August 27, 2011

You may never know
all I save you from.
Another Lord
might resent you for this,
But your growing ignorance
of all that's evil
only increases my joy.
Expect good things from me.
Rest in my love.
Remain in me
and get farther and farther
from what the enemy planned for you
and closer and closer to
who you were meant to be and
what you were meant to do.

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