I hope that your steel toes can take the sun's heat
because the pain they cause only displays their strength.
they surely won't melt at eighteen million degrees and neither will your heart.
"The sun will rise until my arm is tired and when it is, I won't let you know."
Postmarked and delivered to the front desk and the gates are polished and shining brighter than ever before.
Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
take my heart, so undeserving.
breath after breath, my actions and sinfulness
cancelled by your love, your resurrection
you lived to die for me, I die to live for you