These days,
whenever
my pen bleeds
a dirge for my
riddled heart,
or whimpers
tears of my
denigrated soul,
I take a moment
to pause,
to hand over
my pen
in prayer to God,
and let Him
write the story
a just end…
~ MJ🌷
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*Posted in X for inkMine prompt (pause)
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