It was a perilous knock on my heart’s door, and I knew once opened I would sweep into some catastrophic storm. Yet I trusted you one more time only to find myself stuck in some rotten grime
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I absolutely love this 😍
Thank you so much Lisa ❤️❤️
Now you feel free
That’s life, we all open doors sometimes desire the approaching storm only to find ourselves knee deep in snow.
True my friend. You got the essence so well. 🌸🌸
Thanks for your comment.
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Wow
Khubsurat.👌👌
Answer to the knock that created the door of your heart… Jesus Christ ❤
Sounds like an unpleasant experience of broken trust ……
Thank you dear
Thanks a lot my friend
Thanks for your comment
It is succumbing to a known disaster. Haha. Thanks for reading
Hmmm the beauty and curse of verses …can be interpreted in so many ways.
It’s a pleasure to read you 😊
Thanks for reading 🌸😊
I love this series.
Ah, yes! The trusting soul! Somehow we deceive ourselves into thinking that “this time” with the storm will be different, but it never is!! Super post!
Thank you. I am glad you noticed
Beautiful words. Thanks for reading so beautifully
Yup I did
Bless God!
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Amen
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Once the door was opened, he became a fool for love.
-Well Done-
True my friend. Thanks so much for reading