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Shattered
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Love_letters
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Saturday, 28th December 2002 @ 10:30:00 AM in AEST
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A faithful heart, a wounded soul.
Defines love as a weak emotion,
defines love as something cherished.
Break through these walls, hear my cries, relieve me from this pain. Where is this coming from? Hell. I don't know why.
Why is this man lying on the ground?
Why isn't he in a warm bed?
Give this man strength, a job, a life.
Say to him he is not worthless, but a man with a rich soul. Honor him even though he looks poor and unworthy.
Break through these walls, hear my cries, relieve me from this pain. Where is this coming from? Hell. I don't know why.
Set aside ethical boundries, and help you fellow man today. Free this man from utter darkness and let him live life again. Let him hear the cries of his daughter wanting daddy home at night. Give faith in the deserving, and give hope to those who aren't.
Break through these walls, hear my cries, relieve me from this pain. Where is this coming from? Hell. I don't know why.
I see a cluster of smoke that the bodies do not remain. I stand there praying for forgiveness. I watch as the rescue teams take charge, I cry seeing the cold little girl's face burned on one side.
What the hell is happening to me?
I used to be an angel, but now I cannot heal. All the world to me now, is a representation of black and white, good vs. evil. I see no good only bad. I can only detect which actions are evil vs. good. I cannot help, or heal that little girl.
My mind is messed up. And I continue this verse: "Break through these walls, hear my cries, relieve me from this pain. Where is this coming from? Hell. I don't know why."
Talk about the various unknown, knowing about vampires, angels, witches, and devils. Seek out the infomation, they do exist, I'm proof of a ex-Angel. My wings got clipped when I got bitter from losing a charge. But I did not die, I am alive but G-d can only give me a reason why.
At last, I stand before what was once my grave and try to channel the good. As a burst of lightening hits the grave, I realize what my life is for...
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Re: Shattered
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by OreO on
Saturday, 28th December 2002 @ 01:35:24 PM AEST
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Oh you have no idea how deeply this one touched my heart and soul, this one captured me very deep...There are so many things to say about this where do i start.....i love the lyrics here the chorus you repeat is soo beautiful...to break through those walls would be to tear down who you are....i prefer not to break walls down myself....but more to seep through them slowly as to find what is willing to let me see it...Vampires, Witches...Angels...and Devils..which are all my very inner being of curiosity which i love to search out within one's soul....If your wings were clipped my beautiful friend and you fell from high upon which was sat upon so long ago then i must say this...Angels do not cry...and they do not stay put down...all it takes is the black rose of another angel's kiss with dew to relive the moment...or would that be the Devil's Angel's kiss....think about it.....this is a beautiful write my friend...keep writing, your poetry captures me every time and not to many poems make me flow out words like this....i look forward to the next writings...
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Re: Shattered
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by bobotheclown on
Saturday, 28th December 2002 @ 06:55:29 PM AEST
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This struck me as a little odd, but I enjoyed it nonetheless very deep and thoughtful. I liked the first stanza the best very deep and poetic. Have u been published urself?
Bobo (Joel) |
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