Beauty in brokenness
I am broke, broke as hell Even my heart is broken But then I looked at the sky, i looked at the ground and then I looked at myself in the broken mirror I realised that broken clouds pours rain Broken soils makes a field Broken seed makes a plant Broken crayons makes beautiful art Broken me, well I trust God!!!
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