Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Prison Poem #19

I lost my breath
the rug was pulled from under my feet
I have been given an opportunity
I do not diserve such treasure
God is glorious
His majesty is mighty
I love him!
Thank You.
I am indebted to Him.
I will walk in his foot steps
I will thank him.
My word is my bond
My bond is my balls (dont brake your balls)
Love abounds.

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