Finished

Do you hear me whispear 
did you read the one last letter

i was just a little girl.
had no idea , just thoughts of glum running in my head.
i had the stereo up late last summer.

dont start, i told you a story
a quick testimony of my heart

listen closly, God designed you.

run open wide

dont look back cause someday you look and find that i was a friend.
ment no harm.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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