A Word Form Your Angel Father
god I stave on a daily basis and need your up lifting grave too lighten my heart. my feet feels as if concrete has been molded around them, my brain is tired.my only chance I feel I have is from your mercy and patients,.l;ove me when I am the most distressed and lift my spirits for I am poor and enslaved too a world that I feel loves me not. walk with me in my dreams at night. if you will do this then maybe I can become the angel you want me too be as I walk in human flesh.
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