More than conquerorsA Poem by SleeplessVolcano"Prayer at the end of my rope"My broken walls testify to my rigid rebellion Let me forget my obsessions with expedience I don't want to be this swashbuckling hellion Repot the roots of my fragile faith anew Next to still but powerful waters I want to grow Your blessings I want to feel again, like morning dew -
Make me an arrow, in your heavenly bow.
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Added on December 16, 2015Last Updated on December 16, 2015 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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