Only Love Is Pure

Hard to think about what’s pure,
Because,
I will never be.
Although I plan to reach for the skies,
My lord,
I don’t know if I’ll ever pass that brink,
Even if God shows me that I will…

Will I ever think of a better way?
Yes!
But,
I do wonder if I’ll make it through a night without feeling any pain.
So grueling it is every time an ache pulsates its hatred for me!
Yet,
I wouldn’t be stronger if my muscle never teared,
Like my eyes,
Every time I had to toughen and face what I once thought I couldn’t bear…

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