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Heart of a pieces
Contributed by
Sandy
on
Tuesday, 3rd December 2002 @ 02:00:00 PM in AEST
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The little girl
was taught the ways of the big house
Rising on the hill
a town of its own
all else small in comparison
Dont disobey the women in black
Church was of candles and incense
Holy water for the cross
orphanage of corridors
rooms of darkness
Alone
It hurt
Her heart broke into many pieces
Mother, where are you
Her angel of love was her comfort
Embraced her in his warmth
He tried to mend her broken heart
there were too many pieces
Maybe tomorrow God will answer her prayers
She knelt down and she prayed
her angel of love knelt beside her
She had not abandoned God.
Copyright ©
Sandy
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2002-12-03 14:00:00]
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Re: Heart of a pieces
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by LOWMAN613 on
Tuesday, 3rd December 2002 @ 11:23:43 PM AEST
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Very nice story,I liked this as a form of poetry!
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Re: Heart of a pieces
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by OreO on
Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 11:10:44 AM AEST
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This is so beautifully written...i like the lines that say....Embraced her in his warmth he tried to mend her broken heart...thanks for sharing this one i enjoyed it alot...
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.
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