Lord, I want your insignia
Carved into my breast
Muddied with your sufferings
Scarred to permanence

Let there be a lasting sign
Of my lasting love for you
Let people, when they see me, balk
At the lengths that I would go for you


Author: KB French

Formerly many things, including theology student, mime, jr. high Latin teacher, and Army logistics officer. Currently in the National Guard, and employed as a civilian... somewhere

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