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Everyone Must Reap Their Sewing
This is your descent for your dissident behavior.
No time to repent for sins of a decadent flavor.
In this moment of atonement she calls to her Savior.
I stretched and bent through the torment: who would save her?
This one Intruiges me. A lot.
This one Intruiges me. A lot. I really love it.
Reap What You Sow
Last rites are pretty final. My grandfather was never a church goer, but as he got very old, he developed interest in salvation. God's plan, okay, but how can you not care about God for seventy years, then make it to salvation? Your girl in the poem savable at the end of time if she repents, if the text is read correctly. My grandfather has a last shot too. It is a comforting thought, but it's just a thought - Lady A