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Day 12: The man at the door

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12/4/2018

There’s a man who stands at the door,
His back is a bag of scars,
His heart,
an ocean of tears,

 

Tears He sheds each time
He knocks on the door of your pain,
Hoping you will let Him in,
Only for you to add
one more lock on that bleeding door,

 

We shut Him out of what pains us the most,
And think that all He’d like to hear is
“God you are holy,

Day 11: A nice warning

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11/4/2018

 

When looking for
a soul to reside in,
Skip the writer
if you find them on the list,

 

Don’t get me wrong,
We are an amazing lot,

 

God divided our hearts into
tiny fragments and
spread them through our ligaments,

 

That’s why we spend hours
staring at sunsets
and melt when we find a bird’s nest,

 

Day 10: Do your toes feel like stones?

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10/4/2108

 

I would if I could,

Come up to you
beaming like the moon
and say,
“Hi.
Do you know my heart
is trapped between your eyes?”.

I could come and
ask if you want to
take me out,

 

If you think of me like I do you,
If you have sleepless nights
and dreamy days,

 

If you feel like your toes
are carrying stones
when you feel me coming close,

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