Becoming more

Tue, 11/11/2014 - 13:16 -- ELF9

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There's not a whole lot to say other than I fell in love with the person I am becoming.

 

I'm subconsciously a damaged soul, because I gave into the temptation of the monster within myself.

 

However, that monster is getting smaller by the day.

 

I know I am provokingly changing and transforming into the mold I try so desperately to become.

 

My road was a little rocky, a little windy, and a little unforgiving.

 

I learned the hard way, but I learned that there is always a pivotal return to the greater goodness.

 

I am saved day by day by a man that should have hid his face from me.

 

His hand wiped away the curiosity polluting my life that led to sin.

 

My Scarlett red sin was cleansed to a blinding White.

 

I love this man. I know this man. His name is written all over my heart. 

 

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