God was my 911
When my body felt numb
I didn't need a hospital
What healed all of my wounds was the gospel
I honestly thought I had no oxygen
He provided me the greater source of life from within
This miracle story is not being said by doctors
Everything prescribed to me is from my potter
I was so close to death as my health had declined
He's not just my Savior, He's also my lifeline
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My Thoughts In Poetry💬✍🏾
PoetryA compilation of poems that speaks on what's in my heart This picture doesn't belong to me but to its rightful owner.
