I Know That God Will Not Give Me Anything I Can't Handle. I Just

by Caleb   Jan 29, 2005


Past broken by the present as if it were an antique
A stream of relief falls from an open wound
Thoughts flutter through the ashes of a lifeless mind
This is worse than I ever dreamt...

© Copyright Caleb Kile 2005
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