1,2,3
1,2,3 angels on a raging sea they pulled me from the abyss the me that summoned the waves that pound they salvaged a life from a dying soul renewed a dream that had faded grown cold I live outside the once darkened rooms that took me to my knees in the warming light of 3 angels on a calm lake and a Summer breeze (this goes out to my 3 children )
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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