Mixture of Melodies in my heart. Waltzing to the harmonious tune, naffing about in a tutu. Phillipians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ which strenghteneth me.
The wound that just wouldn't heal. I hate to pick at scabs. But i did, and precious blood I see yet again.
posted by Kareen @ 1:53 am
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A careless Soul. Recently, this phrase etched itself at the back of my head. I think it's good to share- "When you want something really bad with all your heart, but u can't own it. You should drink it all in and commit it to memory. For then, it will be yours to keep."
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