Miss Poetess

  • Posted by: Judy Emery
  • Created: December 23, 2017
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I asked Jesus to help me put my words down where it is my heart bleeds out, where others can understand my pains that this old past gave . I was once young hoping to find my true love, But , all that came my way was the lies and pains that gave my life rain. But, I don't look down on my broken past Because it made me the woman I am today.  
Miss Poetess

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