Like fleeting shadows I will not endure.
I am as ephermal as a flower.
My heart is sullied my soul impure.
Like fleeting shadows I will not endure
Theres no remedy no sight of a cure.
No angel standing as tall as a tower.
Like fleeting shadows I will not endure
My life is ephermal as a flower.
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A contest entry
- Remember "The Lord" by MoonsShadow.
525 points, ended July 7, 12 entries
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Comments
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very well written
you put so much into a few words, the Lord Speaks in many voices, thank you for sharing and entering this contest..Lin
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So sad!
Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't Job ultimately endure and triumph? Great poem. Liked your word choices.
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