My words are no good to express
So I use my crafted piece of wood to make out lines that emerge to create images of my dreams.
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Poems from the Dead
PoetryThis book is filled with all the poems my dead soul wrote when I didn't have Jesus. I felt the need to share these because I know what it's like to feel lost and confused. But I also know what forgiveness feels like and I've seen how God can change...
Piece of Wood
My words are no good to express
So I use my crafted piece of wood to make out lines that emerge to create images of my dreams.