Clarence Williams (May 19,1980 / Washington, D.C)
In peace, but not in pieces
but not in pieces,
I just stopped everything, then started shaking my head because enough was just that! ! ! ! !
Surprised, people were shocked, kept my composure and still not impressed! ! ! ! About nothing.
The silly little games they played trying plot and see, if he's moved emotionally, they thought it could break me down physically, but mentally it was working on my nerves! ! But I had to stick to the plan.
They smiled, and spoke, but in the back of my mind I felt the pressure point a decision had to be made where I had to find a place to make myself happy, and in that same season my situation turned around, they plotted, had a plan thought it will brake me into pieces BUT! ! ! ! ! !
God kept me in prefect peace.
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