I'm thankful for many things;
I'm blessed more than I realize.
I'm a miracle,
a testament before your eyes.
I'm well-versed,
I've rehersed,
and I know what to say front to back.
I'm forgiving,
I'm loving,
and I'm never on the attack.
But there's a problem,
inherent to all men.
He said I'd defy Him.
He knew I'd need forgiveness.
He said no good thing
I could do
would reconcile
a single wrong.
And I'm such a lier to you...
Honorable mention
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