God knows those times.
Never forget the ones.
Still sticking up for the obvious until now i believe the abuser.
Still i see them in my own reach stolen was the correct formula.
Now thee is the only one and i need to admit the truth to another closer fuel she was right.
I am not accusing its just a Satan moment of high suspicion except the lack of trust.
Still i don't know the truth.
In my heart i am not accusing.
I was only asking and making sure.
Still the closer fuel you are to me is a sick one.
A poisonous gas you turn from Satan into this silent Killer.
This thriller of emotion making me feel stupid, but somehow i know i am not.
The trousers to come off and never before using the silliest excuse, but so manipulative and hundreds of tiny pounds go in a single second.
Not once and twice in the same residence and God knows the suspicion grows on the obvious, but Please forgive me God.
If i do hold the sins for this moment God may forgive me you might just say these things except i feel forgiven although not perfect, but i am doing nothing wrong.
The evilness is shinging through i can see perfectly.
I can feel fine.
So i don't need these silly things you say.
I didn't accuse anyone a thief, but if i had to believe...
Except God forgive me i beg of you.
Oh Lord i'd die without you...
I know she won't Forgive me
So please God forgive me...
Forgive me
I am not perfect
Only you are perfect
Only you
Please forgive me
You saw what happened i can only state the logic actions of the obvious
Forgive me...
