Warrior
"Wiping off the tears of truth with my tissue of hope.
Throwing the tears away into my trashcan of the past.
Stitching up my wounds of defeat, with thread of faith.
Fixing my makeup with brushes of joy.
Spraying perfume of victory over this warrior soul.
Going into this battle, but I have my sword of the word of God to defend, and protect me."
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Joy Re | Year Posted 2016
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