This Life Poem by Crystal Pierce
This Life
This life is filled with misery.
There is nothing here for me.
My life has nothing,
so I'm just waiting for something.
Waiting for something big to happen.
Is that a sin?
I guess so,
and apparently this life is my foe.
Thursday, April 16, 2015
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5/1/2024 10:44:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Waiting for something big to happen That's not a sin, and remember, all things are possible with God, just keep the faith! Thanks for sharing, Crystal!