I want to move past everything And fly. Touch the clouds, or the edge of heaven, and coat myself In Pure Perfect Pink; And be images of You. To live somehow, in this warped world, With the cracks shining love from You. TO DANCE WITH THE SUNBEAMS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DARKNESS while night prowls like thunder, even when I can feel the fear, And sense the electric lighning bolt shock.
Reason for writing:
This is a prayer i wrote sensing the need to become more like the image of Christ.Birth sign: Taurus
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