She lived in silence,
no one could hear the
sounds of her plea.
She fell,
she slipped
but she endured,
she rose up
and embraced
the thorns to make
a difference.
I remember the last
time I saw her and
she was definitely
nothing for everyone,
well, I guess, I must
say; "Be careful. Because
sometimes, this world
needs something
only nothings
have."
Sep.3.2022
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Poetries for the King
PoetryI would always love to go back to that time. The time when I was absolutely nobody, but Christ set me free. -Yssa
