Excessive Flour

End of the day piles

Mountains of repetitions

And I’ve been looking in the wrong places

Change is strange but I need to heal

Laying in bed wiping eggshells from each heel

I’m tough on everyone except myself

Talk a big game the master of burying self-control’s keys.

Work on me God

Please work in me God

I’ve been sowing garbage smelling and seeing horrible harvests

The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak


Music that helps keep my mind on things above. Via Spotify.
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