Silent breeze
The quieter you become,the more you are able to hear.
Friday, November 20, 2015
TO
MY
GOD
When I look at you, I smile.
When I feel the presence of you I'm safe.
When I feel you're not there, I'm lost.
When I look at your unhappiness, I'm sorrow.
When I look into your eyes, I feel heaven.
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