to a gifted gift of God

each page of this sorta fairytale is now stained with tears. i am shattered like glass in your hands. who you are in reality is but a shell of the person residing in my memory. i threw away the chains. but that doesn’t mean you’ll no longer find a friend in me. it shouldn’t be surprising that you find yourself discontent in the midst of being with the most extraordinary girls. only Jesus satisfies.

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