How lonely it must be, emotions wearing thin,
All that you control, line of red upon the skin.
Yet as blood wells, leave your worries at His feet,
Like you, His tender body, many the cuts so deep.
~ D.F.
How lonely it must be, emotions wearing thin,
All that you control, line of red upon the skin.
Yet as blood wells, leave your worries at His feet,
Like you, His tender body, many the cuts so deep.
~ D.F.
Wow. The poem and image. Just wow.
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I believe I met one yesterday. Just felt sad and disturbed.
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Yeah, I got it. Went straight to my heart. Pray your poem up to the Lord; He will hear your poignant words.
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Thanks, Susan. Amen to that.
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Beautiful both image and the poem…
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Many thanks, Amy 🙂
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