No TitleA Poem by Tinasha LaRayéI'll find a title when I get to heaven...
no words for these moments of empty fullness
no feverish emotions no tickled giddy no ugly pretty tear drop to shed stuck in a cycle of awe
for the life He led the red rain He bled the death bed He rolled away for me no worthy words no empty deeds no wanna-be seen sacrifice fluff just praises from my lips and scraped knee worship that will never be enough ... but it's a start. © 2012 Tinasha LaRayé
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StatsAuthorTinasha LaRayéOKAboutI am because my mother birthed me my father planted me my God created me. Life has unfolded for me in 29 chapters so far with two brothers a smile and a few good memories to show for it. I am because .. more..Writing
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