Good People
Carry your friend without reward other than to know you tried ....carry your friend and believe that Jesus will provide ..it depends on how to look at life ....in the moments stood still I am blessed by the drip of a tap when many are walking miles for our children our family to bring to them a smile is the purpose of my life . GOD BLESS
I walk to the gates of hell and I lay down my sword ...for the gates of hell the followers, they do applaud .
I walk away from the gates of hell leaving my sword behind, driven upon and left inside a story of my life ,carved in stone above my bones , the holy grail you ll find , that is all and everything inside of our minds, and all for life we live , we hope to survive on A Land that once was our paradise.
Copyright © Daisy Reilly | Year Posted 2021
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