The door


The door

Have you ever feared your front door?
Have you ever stayed behind, as he walked out.
Have you ever prayed so much in the morning in the middle of the day at night?
I never been the one to pray, but the lord knows I need him now more than ever.
I fear this cruel world, now more than ever

  • Author: ariefreedom (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 18th, 2018 10:58
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