Silence is my best friend.
Solitude is my state of being.
An empty room is my habitat.
Speaking is nonexistent.
Over thinking is a habit.
Dreaming is my way of living
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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...
Solo
Silence is my best friend.
Solitude is my state of being.
An empty room is my habitat.
Speaking is nonexistent.
Over thinking is a habit.
Dreaming is my way of living
