Saturday City
Saturday, June 16, 2018
since Your love got a hold on me
every push forward,
a struggle,
but maybe purposeful.
every prayer said,
rough,
but maybe authentic.
my heart,
torn,
but maybe, healing.
since Your love got a hold of me.
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