Category: Hymn & Poetry
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Unbolt the madness that slithers on souls field. Flowers fade, lush green peace withering. Who will call me tenderly Tuesday when my head is a wasteland, a desert of intense hallucination and delusions. Let liquid light rain down on us.…
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Rooster crows, she’ll kiss her own forehead with a smile, Purging her soul from the deep scars of yesterday. Armed with self love, and brute conviction towards her craft, She was no match for any army. Not even those that…
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Death hurts. Death makes us alive. Sometimes. Sometimes, living hurt more than death. Suddenly, deep compassions has arrive like a merchant ship from the East The day the oceans evaporated into an unknown skies, we became humans again. We died…
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Through it all — the insurmountable assaults of life, learn to take each step daily, your eyes on Jesus. The self depended fella can only glory in his strength when things go well. But in the times of trouble his…
ALL CHRIST 