Flaws; imperfection.
The heart that causes friction.
Perfection dreads beneath shredded reality,
tears fell;
they tell a story.
A wall was built circling the sacred room;
it used to ache
but now is broken.
Is this the price to pay?
Forgive me if I have sinned;
I have failed in giving you my purest devotion.
Wrap around your glorious paradise
I know you're listening,
Dear, Great One.
I've lost your guidance,
I fear the abandon.
Only you that pose an eternal sanity.
Tainted soul that bears the burden,
Reprieve the valleys I've walked into.
Restore every faith that got lost along the way.
You are the Forgiver, Merciful, and Compassionate,
The King with the complete dominion.
I am just a delicate Servant.
-eLina.
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