We.Are.God's.Canvas
We. are only who God intended us to be. Though, we strive to act, think, write, and speak liberally.
Are. we confused, abused and subjected to societies rules? Longing to seek knowledge but webbed in life's peripety?
God's. not gods as in Greek mythology but the God that lives inside of me. What is the strength needed to uphold the tedious task, of reviving a heart gone so cold, turned to glass?
Canvas. To be painted, to be drawn, and erased at a pace, society it's self can't begin to embrace. Am I you, am I me, am I who Im made to be?
We are God's Canvas so our best gift is free. We are God's Canvas, and that's all we ever need to be.
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