Unbreakable Spirit

The words fall from my eyes as streams of light, they tell a story; they pick and choose a serving man I called and called and called Peaces of the pie, I partook in and found none, peace in the pain, I gave it a spin as a no-body, as a no-thing (from 0-9) Openings …

The Light of Pain

The moments, they are full of Grace and every one feels love-like it or not For, we are born of spirit and in spirit, we live on And when the time comes to choose, ripe is the time to make a sacrifice Embrace the pain that comes and goes; embrace its light Clear the table …

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