I am the sculptor of my own destiny,
I no longer fear death,
I go to sleep knowing my demons may pull me to Hell,
I wake up finding salvation in your eyes,
No longer do I fall on my knees to pray,
My voice echoes from the Divine within,
I am my own God today.
I am the writer of fulfilled dreams,
I am the patron of my fortune,
Stone halls and stone walls,
cold from hypocrite repentance,
Religious discrimination, freedom, martyrdom
queer bedfellows - unable to share a social bedsheet.
I am the painter of stained-glass truths,
I am the creator of my own reality.
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