You think life is full of grief
You have worried so deep.
You think time is a thief
You do nothing but weep.
You know life's full of sorrow
You always think with a creased brow
You always say 'NO!'
That's the only word you know
For you life is a mess
Like a smelly trash- it's a hard test
Just keep your faith; do your best
Then God will take care of the rest!
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Jesusy's Diary: The Rising Poetess
Thơ caIt all started with a red diary my mom had bought me. 16 year-old Jesusy is naive yet sincere; confused yet loves the truth; fragile and oversensitive, yet loving and thoughtful. Dive into my 16-year old heart nearly turning 17 as you read "Jesusy's...