When loves strikes of a time of death brings destruction if not understanding death

To ride my thoughts in a time of my most deepest hurt with pain Of a scar that’s unbearable with pain Pain that I never seen coming The scratch of a hurt filled with pain Of a mystery of why My heart aches to i feel no hope left to stand Riding my thoughts theseContinue reading “When loves strikes of a time of death brings destruction if not understanding death”

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No mom wants to cry

Gasping in my sleep with thoughts of a voice im very familiar with The voice of my own seed I heard him cry a whisper that said ma im free From worries of a image it was the make believe of a image of God Whispering to Joseph that’s deep The sound of a whisperContinue reading “No mom wants to cry”

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