It is difficult for me to measure time.
For it is a part of this imperfect place...
Why do you not kill yourself, when you have...
When you have no control over what's happening...
The Secret of unfolding flowers,
is not known to such as i...
Up on a hill,
I sit all alone...
Given all the circumstance, all this choice will...
Knowing only by faith that You are truly...
I held you through your darkest hour,
Still you didn't know My name...
My wings span apart of mine shadow…
And thy summons spires and I heed, while I doth...
I know that I can do this
God will pull me through...
Closing in faster and true
Bright colors turning a muted hue...
What dreadful sin have I sweet Jesus
That you now turn your back to me...
Everyone had to write a poem about slavery in...
Please someone help me...
Mom was a single parent, by the time I was nine...
"The love between us faded," or so...