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Nov 2013
In the night this woman becomes a little girl.
She feels mighty small in this gigantic world.
Alone in the room. No one sees her there.
Just a quiet ghost sitting in an empty chair.
She's seen sunny days and cloudy rain showers.
Over time she's seen the growth of these beautiful flowers.
But with the reccuring events she has grown so bored.
It's like some ancient object that was once adored.
The item is precious and makes up her dreams.
But from her sleep she awakes with heartbreaking screams.
Fear sets in. It takes its toll.
It devours her heart and leaves a hole.
Her God. Her solution. He's very close.
And in His hands she places her highest hopes.
She looks to her right and to her left.
She realizes God is the only One left.
She prays for a change and a brand new flame.
With everything she has, she calls on His name.
Of course she bruises. She's only human.
But in the morning this little girl will become a woman.
6.19.11
Real4God
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