i've built my life on many things
all of them have been sand
they have all crumbled
i have crumbled
and yet the rock still stands
beckoning me to build my life on him
i pray that roots may grow
that the seeds do not fall
on infertile ground
the african daesy in america
- MeginAfrica
- Mesa, Arizona, United States
- She doesn't own a dress Her hair is always a mess ... She only drinks coffee at midnight When the moment is not right Her timing is quite, unusual You see her confidence is tragic, but her intuitions magic, and the shape of her body Unusual
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