Even me yes even me!
A defendant for codependency!
Blessed to know sincerity!
I yearn and crave prosperity...
Even when in chains...
I feel the flames of pure relief!
Tears of healing!
Joy and peace!
What’s no longer destroying me...
Taught me to be aware and to cherish
All those important to me...
Power is a choice though it never moves forcefully!
I understand the basics the logic is what’s extorting me!
Even me!
Yes even me the heir of all your royalties!
You showed me love and loyalty I know it was grace...
Even me!
Yes even me I know it was faith!
Let’s be true...
Royal blue!
Creates a feeling to embrace!
About the Creator
Chris Grace
I started off with everything and everybody that I cherished the most. Now all that I’m left with is nothing but hope. It was a game of spend the bottle until hearts were broke. Now all that I’m left with is nothing but hope.
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Welcome to my new series, a weekly blog on what’s inspiring me. I spent much of last week in bed with a stomach bug. I’ll spare you the details of that—but in addition to the grotesque physical symptoms, I had some fever dreams I won’t soon forget. Imagine my surprise to see Vocal’s newest challenge: Write a fiction story about a recurring dream or nightmare.
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