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Like Bonheoffer

With all the problems you cause
With the pain you put me through
You push my buttons 
You make my blood boil
Why do you do it?
Those things you do
I see you
My hands become fists 
My teeth clench
My thought of other life become foggy
They turn to what I want to do about the situation
Usually a knife to your throat
Or a 22 cal to your temple
A bloody mess yes
But the problems 
The agony finally stops
Reality then hits me
One Person
Dietrich Bonheoffer
Seven words
“I Love You and I Forgive You”
Every day
He gets beat
Every day
He tells that Nazi Guard
“I Love You and I Forgive You”
That takes a real man
More thoughts of evil race
They are erased
Bonheoffer
Beatific Vision
Risk Disciple ship
Forgive
Bonheoffer
“I Love You and I Forgive You”
More Evil
That knife
That 22 cal
Again Bonheoffer
Beatific Vision
Risk Disciple ship
Forgive
Bonheoffer
Be Like Bonheoffer
“I Love You and I Forgive You”
Posted: 2009-12-31 07:51:13 UTC

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2010-01-28 16:16:44Convalescence
This is great. ( :