My Journey

The years have passed And my time wont last The memories have amassed Some were a blast Others fragile as glass At times I was abashed Feeling like an outcast But i will continue to steadfast Through the dead hand of the past While I engraft my spiritual life raft Until my journey's end to God comes at long last
4/24/2017
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Davey Avatar
May 28, 2017 at 5:17 AM
Congratulations on your placement
Zink Avatar
May 28, 2017 at 2:48 AM
Jeremy! My friend from the Soup, you placed 2 of my contests in a row! Man you're killing it! Congratulations!
Smith Avatar
May 28, 2017 at 2:55 AM
Thanks a lot!! I'm glad you like my poems :)
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