My God Does not sit upstairs door locked shaking their head at me or anyone else playing technicalities bingo on a yellowed scorecard Propped up on the back of a hymnal My God does not deny me the desires of my Heart; The sea of emotions that they’ve delicately woven into my soul are notContinue reading “The Way You Are.”
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