Unforgiven
Like a little princess
With magic wand in hand
I skipped passed abusers
With my "forgiven" granted
To you, and to you, and to you
Believing my work of restoration
....finished
Then, here she comes
I saw her plain as day
TRUTH
My "forgiven" releases others
From answering to me
But in the light of TRUTH
Nothing has changed
Like a bramble
Blowing in the Nevada desert
There they roll
No way to connect to others
In LOVE because they can not
See TRUTH
...receiving faith freely
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-06-2023
Copyright © Trudy Schrader | Year Posted 2023
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