The last time I stood here,
You shook the very earth beneath my feet,
Destroying what we had built together.
Walls, fortresses, cities, we had spent years solidifying.
You tore my world apart, and left me in ruins,
All without lifting a finger.
Might not be sure about much — but what I am sure about: my love for God, art and the creative.
“I’m just trying to tell you my story and expose you to my mind in the best way that I know how.”
Be inspired. Be challenged. Be great.
Kyrel Thompson | https://kyrelthompson.wordpress.com/
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