My Story, These Poems Are - Poem by Dexsta Ray
Yes, just allow the world to witness it all
From the moments of
To the ending and falls
From the loathsome conversation
To repentance and...
I'm not ashamed of the imperfections
I'd rather give confession
Will the message of a life be one to heal oppression?
Will the flesh corrupt the sight and stop a real connection...
Even when the Lord decides to punish us
It's still a blessing
These poems are my story
The main idea is for the Lord to get His glory
Anytime I write it's never for you to adore me
But to contemplate on life and to
Now I'd only like to live right in God's eye sight
Mostly hoping I could kill strife...
It's not my fight
The window's opened when it 'feels' like the time's flying by
Instead of moping... don't repeal light!
Inclined wise minds!
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