The Calling Cell

HolesInMyJeans

God is around the corner always out of view,

He hears my cries and prayers but there’s nothing he can do.

Adapt well to fit in is all that were told,

While a heavy heart befalls the sadness that we hold.

  • Author: HolesInMyJeans (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 13th, 2024 20:55
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