He was a terrorist in the nightshade
Like a foxglove growing
In a mound of criminality
[Sometimes loving and rejecting God can feel like chemical warfare...
A collection of worship poetry]
#8 in poems
He was a terrorist in the nightshade
Like a foxglove growing
In a mound of criminality
[Sometimes loving and rejecting God can feel like chemical warfare...
A collection of worship poetry]
#8 in poems
"But what's life without risks?
what's love without twists?"
Just a collection of thoughts swirling around my mind :)
This book is,
[#1 freeverse in 7.78k]
[#1 haiku in 4.6k]
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