When I lie next to you as you pray,
I'll touch your arms while our hands are clasped.
I'm hoping to gain some redemption.
The fact I'm lying next to you,
in and of itself this deserves atonement.
So as you pray,
I'll pray with you.
I'll hope to be forgiven for our actions.
My heart flutters, I'm fighting a tear.
I'm seeing that someone so worldly,
Someone I know whose struggled,
is still holding onto faith.
It's beautiful.
You're beautiful.
And so I'll pray with you.
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