Raw
It's not easy being raw:
A life put on display
As it really is with no things barred.
It's hard to let You in,
Knowing standards are high
And that Your bluff is never called.
I deserve Your righteous anger,
It's clear that I've fallen short.
Yet mercy overrides.
Healing hurts and forgiving sins,
You have called me beautiful--
Even though I'm raw.
posted by becky @ 9:40 PM
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1 Comments:
Hey, I like your new blog. Does this mean you have time on your hands? Anyway, thanks for sharing part of yourself I knew was there anyway. No one is really unartistic.
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