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If Jesus Came Back

饾悎饾悷 饾悏饾悶饾惉饾惍饾惉 饾悳饾悮饾惁饾悶 饾悰饾悮饾悳饾悿 饾惌饾惃饾悵饾悮饾惒
If Jesus came back today, I think he'd hold my hand, kiss me on the forehead and say how beautiful and perfect I am. Even though I'm not straight he'd say its okay and it doesn't make me less worthy. Cause he says to love everyone. Cause he knows God made me like this for a reason. Cause he knows its not his fault that some homophobic and racist people made his beautiful religion like a hellhole. Cause he knows that some Bible verses are just opinions from people and not the truth. If Jesus came back today, I think he'd hold me, Tell me there's nothing wrong with me. That I was never broken. Just misunderstood by the ones who ruined his beautiful religion.
Inspired by the song: "Who would Jesus bomb?" - Jordan Smart
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"She Looked Like Art"

"饾悞饾悺饾悶 饾惀饾惃饾惃饾悿饾悶饾悵 饾惀饾悽饾悿饾悶 饾悮饾惈饾惌"
"She looked like art" She really did. She really looked like art. She was so beautiful, her features were so perfect. The way her brown eyes would shine once the sun hit her face. The way her laugh, even a chuckle from her could make everyone smile. The way her brown hair would flow in the wind. I'd kiss her all over her face, if she'd let me. She probably would, but only if i was a guy.
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Dear, Mama

饾悆饾悶饾悮饾惈, 饾悓饾悮饾惁饾悮
"Dear Mama, I miss you. I miss you giving me a hug when I was scared, or running your fingers through my hair to calm me down. Mama, it's scary out here. Even now when its calm, any moment could be an attack. I've seen my friends die in front of me, I wish you were here to comfort me, Mama. I even miss you fussing or you slapping me when mad. I need you, Mama. I really do."
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The Weight Of Fear

饾悡饾悺饾悶 饾惏饾悶饾悽饾悹饾悺饾惌 饾惃饾悷 饾悷饾悶饾悮饾惈.
I'm tired, Lord. Not just in my bones, but my heart. The weight of fear, of duty, of everything I've seen. It presses on me like the dark. It scares me, Lord.
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