The beauty of a treasure is its rarity. The worth of it lies in its singularity. Diamonds vary but they are plenty, Gold is easily bought and sold- but there's only one God who is alive, His Name is Christ.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Poem: One day it will be too late
HE SAID I DO
I SAID WHO ARE YOU
HE TURNED
I YEARNED
ON HIS BACK 39 LASHES STOOD
I SHOOK, i should have understood
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