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The Cross
Contributed by
Urizen
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Sunday, 27th March 2005 @ 08:07:27 AM in AEST
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Through her scarlet fingers,
She turned the cross,
An emblem of hope, despair, a reminder of all that she had lost,
The tears she was crying now
Fell from her face
She didn't bother to wipe them
It seemed pointless, it was far too late.
All the protection she thought it would bring,
It was her mothers
Passed down through her family, time and again,
It was silver and plain, with an ordinary chain,
She hated to take it off,
It was a symbol of intent,
A show of Love.
It was a message to God
But now she had had enough.
She rolled it between finger and thumb
A doubt had set in
This hurt could not be undone,
The cross in her hand fell to the floor,
She left the room
This love was no more.
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Urizen
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2005-03-27 08:07:27] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Cross
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Thursday, 28th July 2005 @ 03:34:54 AM AEST (User
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Beautiful poem you have there, only know thjat you can and will find protection not in your cross but in our Lord |
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Re: The Cross
(User Rating: 1 ) by dragos099 on
Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 07:37:31 AM AEST (User
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very nice poem... it brings you images that feel your heart...
like it.. |
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Re: The Cross
(User Rating: 1 ) by dragos099 on
Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 07:37:36 AM AEST (User
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very nice poem... it brings you images that feel your heart...
like it.. |
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