This is a poem that i made about my a dear friend of mine.
Anyone know who talking about?
Your'e the savoir of my world
The light at the end of my dark tunnel
Making my flowers bloom
And my fears and doubts shutter.
Im breathing each breath for the air that you gave up
But it wasn't your last gasp for air
Conquering sin while Tied to the "T"
Breathing again three days later.
The light at the end of my dark tunnel
Making my flowers bloom
And my fears and doubts shutter.
Im breathing each breath for the air that you gave up
But it wasn't your last gasp for air
Conquering sin while Tied to the "T"
Breathing again three days later.
Anyone know who talking about?
Jesus