The Fire

The rage I feel is like a fire in my soul
It burns a red and yellow flickering threatening to consume me
It refuses to cool down despite the watering of my tears


Anonymous said…
A life devoted to things is a dead life, a stump; a God - shaped life is a flourishing tree. PROVERBS 11:28

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