Category : Poems

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From out of the blue, from whence she came.
Then blessed my life, now nothings the same.
A life of disorder, and so much shame.
Like a lightening bolt, from which she came.
Beauty replacing my ugly game.
God's the one that knows from whence she came.
I would like to be the one who takes all the blame.
But it all goes to her, that gorgeous dame.
On bended knee I give thanks, for which she came.