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[scarletyouth]

When i think about how the best souls whose kindness grace the holiest of pages will fall to their knees, my heart drops in fear. My mind's eye is effaced with shame and knows my place among the dust; for i am a speck of dust itself. Somehow it feels like the further i travel and the more i open my heart to your love, the more i begin to comprehend

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[visa__]

i feel torn between not wanting to interrupt a private, personal moment and saying what i feel needs to be said

[scarletyouth]

i know i am not enough, that i will never be enough. I am not working towards perfection, i am working towards fulfilling the best of my potentials. I was expressing a very great disappointment of me very consciously not doing that. You kind of misunderstood me. But i don't blame you because i can never talk about these things well. Well i only wrote that to sort my thoughts out. I was never talking about myself. I was talking to God