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So many get all caught up,
in the politics of church.
It’s sad for they diminish,
Its true purpose and it's worth.
I for one c..
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This was a response to a poem on here. Thought I'd share it with you.
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Most of my poems are uplifting, I am a real person with real pain, and sometimes it helps to write about it. My mind is slipping and until I see a spe..
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Tipping scales of immortal time,
intertwined this world and I.
My breath is not a guarantee,
for death I am not so shy.
Far beyo..
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I write to free my soul, to give a glimps of me. I follow no rules when writting, it's what sets me free.
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I do not speak of this to make you feel bad for me, my words are ment to make you think of the little ones that need set free.
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Today was abeautiful day!
Who could ask for more?
My heart still beating within me,
Just the same as before.
Two hands to hug my..
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Each moment is a gift, each second another is lost. Give each moment away on point, nerve to be caught stilling one away.
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I write to free my soul from words without me, go unspoken. I write to make you think, thoughts you already know.
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I found a picture from 1989, I thought of who I was back then and who I am today.
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