Revelation
REVELATION Sometimes the truth remains in silence. The stories hidden, coiled up spring inside your soul. To bridge the gap between old and new will become a forever trap. I burn the bridge and...
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Footprints
Footprints If I walked a dusty path would footprints stand where I had been? If I carried down this road Would knowledge know that I had been? Would shadows fall? Would voices call? Do...
Spider Web
Spider Web A brain with constant bombardment A head with aching thoughts A mind with crawling spiders And a twisted dusty road Journey to the other world Journey to the place Towards a...
Painted Pictures
PAINTED PICTURES The picture paints a thousand fragments born of pain and seeing soul. For all the love poured out of God is given freely,shunned,returned. Hatred’s blood emblazoned heart,fallen,shattered,broken glass. To sense a story...