Overwhelmed
he loved and worshipped her
but his vessel was too small
to receive her as a whole
the grandeur of her love
the brightness of her light
the purity of her heart and soul
it was all too shiny
too good to be true
so he turned it into evil
if he only knew
it was the most real thing
he’d ever experienced
words are our only real power
#poetry
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Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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