Some days it hurts more than others. Those are the days that I feel closest to Him. Those are the days when I bend down and submit my heart and soul to Him. I let the pain out, and I let Him take it away. It hurts, but its a good kind of hurt. Its the type of hurt when you can feel the healing take place moments later and His mercy wraps around you like a warm blanket of comfort. Those are my favorite days. The days when I feel the heartbreak more than other days, but then the sweetness of His mercy covers me and mends my soul back to whole.
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Poetry of the Night
PoetryA mix of Islamic poetry and just random poems of my thoughts and feelings!
