ThroughA Poem by BellaThrough the looking glass Through the open door Through the out and in I see myself And the worries the always come to follow For is there any way that I can overcome thy? Is there a way to let go? Sometimes I see the world Through the looking glass Through the open door Through the out and in And the pain that forever follows Through the ways Through the times in doubt And through the outs and ins God watches me And He watches me © 2014 Bella |
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