The Beautiful Flames


Like moths to a flame I'm attracted to sin,

Trying to satisfy the devil within.

I walk and I run, on and on I go,

With every step I fall deeper below

Into the flames; Oh the beautiful flames.

Well known by many with their different names.

So deservingly they scorch my skin,

Recompensing for my bags of sin.

Awaiting for this ordeal to end,

I stand helpless, unable to amend

My past doings but all I can do

Is let go of my tears and call out to You.

26th August 2009

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