Without Grace
By Soul Churner
I am this journey That needs to be completed. I am one that bears too many prejudices. Against the world, You and I are the same. We are good and evil marks along the way. We would like to be of one sound mind. I would like to be not wanting. You would like to be not fearful. I would like to be one of a kind. Without grace, We are nothing but a loud noise in the rain, Or something more like a thunderstorm. No, wait, More like a tornado, Or maybe even a hurricane. It's nice having you listen to me as I ramble on. It's nice to finally be myself around someone. Written November 26th, 2001 © on Nov 26 2001 10:09 AM PST, wendy tyler 0 • 12
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"I am this journey..."