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I have been there, already done that. I had the test of time swaying me like a rocking boat. In those silent waters. I saw the wicked, met the saints. I crossed the bridge that was a hundred feet deep.
Lessons are learned when you dine your last supper.
The bread mixed with wine, the stare of betrayal vivid across the hall.
Poison ivy, sweet and sour! That bitter taste fills the emptiness of an innocent soul. Preaching kindness, and laughter soars high. Picking up the pieces and trailing back home.
It's a mile away from the dark clouds. You weep and trudge on, stronger and the greatest gift of all, wiser!
Don't give up, its just a mile away!
Lessons are learned when you dine your last supper.
The bread mixed with wine, the stare of betrayal vivid across the hall.
Poison ivy, sweet and sour! That bitter taste fills the emptiness of an innocent soul. Preaching kindness, and laughter soars high. Picking up the pieces and trailing back home.
It's a mile away from the dark clouds. You weep and trudge on, stronger and the greatest gift of all, wiser!
Don't give up, its just a mile away!
feels like a hurricane or sea storm survivor... its still dark but there is a feeling relief that you are still alive
ReplyDeleteYep, and I'm still alive.:-)
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