Snowflake angel illusions
scattered
across corrupted blue jeans
God is not my savior:
you are.
People offer to show me the
-light-
I only trust those who will remain with me through
-dark-
If god is something we worship and
trust in,
something that has the power to
hurt, and heal,
then your love is god.
Illusions of innocence, while
-pretty-
cannot compare with the love of sin
and the sin of love
you offer me
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