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An Angel in the making


















She was conceived with Love, but even that wasn't enough.
She had to go thru hardships, & always came up short.
She was by nature egocentric, her world revolved around her.
A stranger to herself as she struggled to discover her own identity.
"I want to be whole", was her cry for help.
Overwhelmed by her pitfalls, yet still holding on to hope.
Her heart turned like ice, only to realize it was a trap.
To be binded for life from ever encountering what she desired.
It was a process in the making, overcoming a degree of pain and hurt.
Trying to find the missing piece, yet it was in her hands all along.
Emotional restoration with forgiveness in her heart.
Life's lessons were not mistakes, only a part of her journey.
And this is how she met with Peace, this Angel in the making.
And it shall dwell in her soul, deeply embedded, as she goes on.

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  1. Zoraida ClementeApril 9, 2010 at 12:57 PM

    Amen! This is awesome!

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  2. Zoraida ClementeApril 9, 2010 at 12:57 PM

    Amen! This is awesome!

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  3. michelle sotoApril 9, 2010 at 1:58 PM

    My beautiful flower!!
    Look what the Lord has done!!
    You make me cry like a proud mama :*)
    His love sings over you and you and your lineage is blessed. May His creativity ever increase in you and through you.

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  4. Jocelyn PerezApril 15, 2010 at 7:20 PM

    I Love it all! God is Amazing and it is Amazing what he has done in you and through you. Thank You for finally writing it all down and allowing all of us to be blessed with your deepest thoughts. I LOVE YOU!

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