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Baby's Breath,God rest Her Soul,gentle beyond Her
Dream.
Taken before Her Maker, not even a chance to Scream.
Pity the memories, but forgive us that we cannot pity
you.
What's done is done, sadly,but it's only your point of
view.
Can you feel the stillness in your room as if the
wall's are breathing?
At least you have your life, that count's for
something, by now she would be teething.
Was it better to change your mind than simply change
a diaper?
No one can tell you how to lead your life, but does
that mean you can tell someone they can't lead
their's? Someone must pay the Piper.
Can you feel Her vision on you through the Eye's of
Another's Loving Child?
God may forgive you, and of this we pray, but keep in
mind it is his Commandment that you've defiled.
Close your eye's and through Her sorrow, let the tears
that should be Her's well up and flow.
For She loved You, more than you'll ever know.
A contest entry
- The Broken R! by Ms Raneika.
600 points, ended March 9, 2007, 88 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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beautifully broken...your emotions was expressed quite vividly thanks for entering my contest much love, Raneika
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This is sadly beautiful. I wish you well in the contest.
Sam
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wow....yer turnin into my fan base i think lol...everywhere huh? am i missing something?
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more serious effort from you, but my question is this - are you taking over this place or what? You're cropping up everywhere!!!
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