I am a part of an intricate plan. He was creating a special object of love for me. For he made me, mold me, and everything starts with him. For I am precious perfect design he made. Trauma that I faced was not easy but it allows shaping my heart. You wept it that hurt you so.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Your my hero
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