Poetry

Dark Scars

It feels dark

Or maybe thats the feeling of a torn heart

Or maybe thats just one of those parts

You thought you fixed

But it shatters, just from a touch

And you find yourself once more in the dark

At where the scars marked.

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Poetry

You’re all I need

I prayed

But still just one blue line

Trust His plans and all will be in time

I cried still and he held me tightly in his arms

And I know then, that even if its just us both

Its perfectly fine

Trust His plans and you be rewarded, for eternal happiness is found at the end of time.

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