My mind eyes drew me a picture Of so perfect a creature Of such elegant…
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Man has not figured out a lot of things. It’s there, in this life, doing…
Persistent sin. We suffer from that. The cold tears that run down every night Wondering…
May you never know this darkness. When you cry and feel God has turned His…
Bless the children. For in this world, They have no choice. With their little voices,…
In my short life, I have come to realise that I know very little. To…
Do things have to change? Do things have to pass by? Do things have to…
I was shocked, confused, bewildered as I entered Heaven’s door, Not by the beauty of…
A vacant bed still scares The memory of your smile Stabs like pin on flesh…
I know you’re a virgin who didn’t know what men do with doors, what men…