My God
My God is not a God but a Goddess
She is as I call her;
(if have to give her a name)
Lilith
Have long red hair and tick lips
She loves
She hates
She protects
Me
She is spirit
And flesh
My God is not a God but a strong Goddess
She is not adored, but by myself
She has no church, but my heart
No body, but my own
My God is not A God but a beautiful Goddess
She rooms in me
Helps to adore myself
As I adore her
Oh my Goddess is not as important to you as She is to me
For she only protects me and only me
She is my rock
She has a temple in me
when you pray to her, you pray to me
She makes miracles happen when she wishes to
I protect her as she protects me
If I kill her, I kill me
We are one
I have a Goddess in me
My God is not your God
My Goddess is me
I am who she is
I love what she loves
My soul is her soul
And as one we roam the world
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