my dear scatters,
she slips losing herself
in the clatters,
of nothingness,
hardly sleeps.
wandering through valleys
likened to dark alleys,
for her miserable past.
hindsight.
of running from the giver of life and light,
even, despising God and Christ her Lord.
she's certain she was lost.
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Thanks for reading :) Read Luke 11:23 He who isn't with me is against me and he who doesn't gather with me scatters.
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