loving you became my prayer,
Your name became my mantra
you became my GOD.
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The bleeding rose.
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry and prose.I write for those who were left in destitute,those whose scars and pain are left unattended. Come with me and explore a journey through words.
my GOD is you!
loving you became my prayer,
Your name became my mantra
you became my GOD.
