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The Gift

Contributed by forgottensorrow on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 07:00:56 AM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry

I saw your eyes look away when I needed you most
I watched you turn your back and think you were a ghost
A transparent almost invisible being
One that wanted to be alone without feelings
I witnessed you pick up that knife and put it back down
I saw your tears fall as you wiped them with your gown
I wanted to hold you
I wanted to say that you don't have to live this way
But you thought you were invisible
So I pretended not to notice as you tried to make life more "livalbe"
A life built on human standards
An unstable platter full of uncooked sinful batter
You are My daughter
Why ignore Me and live enternity in this endless slaughter?
I love you, can't ou believe its true?
How can you not see what a treasure you are?
You're worth more than any man-made belongings by far
I have a gift for you
One you know I hold onto
You know the way to receive it, but instead you go around and deceive it
I still love you, I aways will
You have the choice to look back this way, believe what I say, and I'll take you from this self-toture
I will then give you your present for sure
The gift of eternity

Copyright © forgottensorrow ... [ 2004-04-28 07:00:56]
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Re: The Gift (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 10:09:24 AM AEST
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Oh my goodness! This is wonderful! So much feeling and emotion. It could have so many meanings for different people. But yet it's beautiful and mysterious. You are a great writer!

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