Recalcitrant me.
Clutch in philosophical transient me,
The wonders of men fascinate my mind.
In pursuit for the unruly;
I shrug off my lover.
His voice I heeded little,
For my soul occupied for thee ashes.
I knew thy love, presumed it would wait forever.
I settled for mire, I bate my appetite.
I walked through valley of death,
Dry run my life; how fatuous I became.
Horrendous fatal I made,
Yet I walk the valley of death.
My thew couldn't support my bustle.
Broke down, to hear from my lover.
Thy smiled on me; said-are you through.
Yea wait on you to take me through.
I commit to you again Jesus!!
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