Fabricated FaithA Poem by The ShrewA death, a cry, a whisper, a tear Oh Lord, please tell me are you truly here We beg, we pray to see a better day Oh Lord have you left us, or have you never been here Your daughter, your son ,your neighbourhood friend Blinded by the lies being fed to their open hands Im born, I'm alive and I'm soon to die Only to have lived a life created by lies.
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8 Reviews Added on August 16, 2015 Last Updated on August 17, 2015 Tags: Religion, God, Christianity, Faith AuthorThe ShrewAustraliaAboutFemale who thinks too much. Feel free to send me ideas/prompts! more..Writing
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