When sin comes through and passion runs like blood
Happiness I thought I once knew becomes blood of wine
I am wreck less, God loves me no more
Lies of lies become tears down a face
Sandals wore bare, my heart is broken
In my broken ness God picks me up
In the highest of heaven I see his face
God loves me forever and always
AMEN
Thanks for readin!
-Bray
2 comments:
Keep up the good work!
I really like your poems-I am wreckless too and I know the Lord helps me get my head on straight. Robin Smith
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