A picture of sin
All I’ve done, wrong
I can’t hide
It won’t take long
One day the end-
Will come for me
And he will send
Me to death
or set me free.
Afraid I’m not good enough
I don’t call to your aid
Under his judgmental sword
his fiery blaze.
Finally down on my knees
After a life of pain
I plead for forgiveness
realizing the possible gain.
Not worthy of you
Why bother to ask
But I know what you can do
Your hand I reach to grasp.
Flames strike my flesh
He won’t let me stay
I gaze into your eyes
knowing I have so much to pay.
Choose your ending:
Happy —
You grasp my spirit
From the fires that consume
To safety, allowing
me to follow you.
Sad —
I watch you with fear
as you drift away
eyes filled with tears
All the lights fade.
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