
The Lord of Light
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Everyone has a flaw
That makes them unique
Every mistake
Wish could retake
A teacher we hate
That laughs at our fate
He father of lies
Larks at our lives
When suffer we
The pain called regret
Such moments I wish
I could rewrite
Yet they make me
Ever so tight
Guilty regret
Is lessened with time
As I strive to change
Become like Christ
The flawless one
So what makes me good?
Complete without time?
Takes away the stain?
Makes everything right?
Jesus Christ
The Lord of Light
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