The angels party in heaven when a person chooses the lord as their personal saviour.
I party because I like the thrills.
I take this cup, and question why I even popped a pill.
All these wicked emotions held in a tight jar suddenly spills.
In my dark sanctuary, my secrets make me ill.
The angels know the lord, they know He's waiting for me,
Poems by the MBTI Types
By QueenoftheEnfps
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