Posted on June 9, 2018
by A.M. Sawyer
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My days haven’t been spent in the best of manner, and I’ve mastered the art of a procrastinating planner. Troubled and in doubt, I hesitate to go forth, it’s like having a compass that never points north. I’ve waited so long, my paths are…
Category: UncategorizedTags: Comfort, courage, Dismay, Doubt, Faith, fear, Forgive, Forgiven, hope, Mirror, pain, Poem, Poetry, Procrastinate, Self Doubt, Self Worth, Storm, Tears
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