Misery lurching within my soul
knowing Sin, I am never whole
Darkness binds me with great chains
Scream and Cry run through my veins
but then I see your perfect smile
and Scream and Cry seem all worthwhile
once I knew of that compassion
before my soul was burned so ashen
now for you I stand again
hoping it will never end
but can you love my hateful twin?
can you love my brother Sin?
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Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.