The Man Who Created Man

To fly away
To heaven someday
Is what I dream of at night.
To slip away
For just one day
To a place that doesn’t
Hurt.
Fight.
To meet the man
Who created man
Who isn’t a man at all.
God,
I wish I could know you exist
Someday before I fall.
God,
I know that I know you exist.
Have I begun to fall?






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