Cufffed

February 12, 2014

The day i left and never came back this opened the world and saw the light of his way. I have never seen the light of the sun so bright as the day i did when i was cuffed and shackled and thrown in the car that i didnt know at the time would change my future so i could see the sun. One day i will walk with my god see his face and have him carry me across the beach but now i have to learn to uncuff myself and not run.

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EikangerjFeb 12, 2014

<p>Dipples make people smile when I see mine in the mirror i pall back the dipples knowing theres no reason to smile. I look up and feel i have a purpose but mine is no well found. The dipples shows the happiness but the tears thru the nights shows the pain. Stand by me and hold my hand and think of the dipples that makes other smile.</p>