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Always give thought to your ways, This might be the final days;
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We see him in the moonlight keeping the world in his sight
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Fall on me truth of heaven. Fall on me truth unleavened,
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it breaks through the blinds the sun that is, shiney and new
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The first time I held you as a newborn baby the need to protect and nurture you
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I want you to come back
I want to feel your touch
by macfluffers
52 lines, 4 comments,
1 day ago. In Love, Personal, Life, Sad, Spiritual, Lyrics, My life, Longing, Friendship
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Or is there a sign of hope
in the November election?
by poetrandy
63 lines, 1 comment,
1 day ago. In Contest, Contemporary, Angst, Dark, Hope, Life, Nature, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts
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Within, perceived stillness; tranquil graceful breeze.
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You make the lies fear the truth
They run to where they came from
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seagulls swarm
inner feelings warm
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Dawning light against the dark; The calm upon the sea.
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i have thought about these things, found some of
my own answers? Have you found any, yourself?
by poetrandy
28 lines, 2 comments,
1 day ago. In Contemporary, Angst, Dark, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, Spiritual, Thoughts, We
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Standing out… looking upon the ocean, pure beauty… to all that is sea.
The waves crash in… cleansing my soul, my thoughts let go…as it eng
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I know that you are having a rough time,
all the time, twentfour,seven.
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If He is in your heart
He is with you,
Your gift to you for security
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Holy Father, blessed Savior; loyal friend and my Creator.
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A tiny infant slumbers upon a mattress alone with nothing but a mere diaper on to cover her.
The female that had given birth to this tiny
by DaRkFaLlEnAnGeLrOsE
26 lines, 2 comments,
1 day ago. In Abuse, Family, Love, Hope, Pain, Personal, Sad, My Life, Thoughts, Spiritual
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Lord, we now, before we eat, Pause to lay Praise at Your feet,
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Oh how fortunate for me, On days when I feel down,
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The sunset on a cloudy day The wind that blows your cares away
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Fabric of life woven and stitched,
society's existance comes undone.
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A deceased soul Flying through the night
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I sit alone in the darkness Air so cold I can see my breath
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In Africa, a child is born,
In poverty; disease.
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