Broken Vase Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Broken Vase
A prince as white, as the night. A romeo, who seeks
the devils sights. Come to except all these twists of
fate, or learn to live with the lies, no escape. Seeking
out what is real, to blinded by all i feel. Screaming
inside, can't tell whats in disguise. To many, friends
turned out to be foe. Taking pieces of me that made me
whole.Close my eyes try to sleep. Dreams of fears, that
overly repeat. The past dancing on in front of me. Got
to turn around, over come. Can't let myself be undone.
Got to wake, but cannot see. What's the truth, what is
fake, look to God to see his face. Could anyone really
love a broken vase. With pieces that, can't be replaced.
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4/18/2024 12:21:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Having trust on God looking into his face is wise. We can differentiate truth from falsehood. Seeking devil provokes thought. Seeking truth brings positive effectiveness. Learning to live with fate is interesting.10
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