She jumped around from house to house,
bags by her side; shed crawl in as quiet as a mouse.
Her mother and brothers are the only thing shes ever had.
And even then, their unconsistency to stay always made her sad.
People left her as quickly as a tornado left its mark in a broken city;
theyd touch down in her life and mess it up only to dissapear,
leaving her to be left out alone in the dark, feeling self pity.
The only thing she knew as home was the brokeness she felt in her heart,
and that led to the scars on her body that now made up her own personal art.
Then He came into her life and made her see that she was safe with Him.
He healed her body from limb to limb
Blessing her with His unconditional love,
she finally found home.
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