A Poem By Gina I. // 3/1/2017

Alone in a storm
Lost in my thoughts
Wishing for you and
For what we had fought
The price was too high
My tears running red
We lost every war
With so many dead
For all we had spoken
The promises made
We lie here still broken
The price yet to pay


This was soothing and

This was soothing and pleasing to read, not only for its velvety rhythm, but also for the imagery you used. Well done.

Damaris Ann | Thu, 03/02/2017

My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭55:8-9‬


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