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Their failures plague you us
over and over.

They are the reason
why I fight so hard,
why I cry so hard.

They have tampered with 
your vision and heart.

They have control 
over your actions,
your thoughts,
our love.

Dictating
something that is
no longer theirs.

Because of them
I have to fight
for my position,
your love,
and your trust.

There is no love
if there is no faith.
And they have stripped
that to your core.

To fix what they have broken,
I will remain on my knees
screaming for you
to stop pushing me down.

I will tenderly gather
each piece, one by one.
Loving each one
until you feel whole again.

Love is No Sin.

Normality is a crowd-sourced fantasy.
But it turns every single silent person in this park into an enemy.

She'd take one salty glance at two guys kissing and be hissing vinegar our way.
"I've got nothing against gays," She'd say, "But do you have to do it in front of my kids?"
And she runs away. They never do stay long enough to look you in the eyes.

Jesus saved a lot of time when He died for all our crimes that He would've wasted, teaching small minds that love is no sin. 

So why is a goodbye kiss, no walk in the park?

Sean Lionadh