In this life, I am a prisoner to my selfish ways. Desires of the flesh waging a war. Two masters fighting for the throne, of my heart. Oh God when you look at me, do you feel I’m being honest? Or am I just a coward, giving in to all that is offered? Rescue me, what a wretched man I am. Pull me from this body, break the chains and set me free. From this place of desolation, with a hand of redemption. Pull me up and pull me out. Save me from myself. This is where I end and grace begins. This is where I end and you begin. Atonement. [[Category:Your Memorial]]

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