PurifyA Poem by ApollosSimplifying and reflecting on life.
I’m in an aggressively reflective mood.
My mind needs decompressing. Never 2nd guessing the need for expression. Deconstructing this World’s congestion. Purify so I don’t mortify. Who am I living for if I choose to die? He died on the cross because my purpose was lost. To restore me He had to pay the cost. © 2020 ApollosAuthor's Note
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