troublegal05 Posted November 11, 2004 Share Posted November 11, 2004 Another Day: She sits alone A heart of gold turned cold An outcast to every eye Her hands creased with sorrow her feet bare with the winter frost She looks through the eyes of passerbys searching for charity and compassion None take to her plea The merciless wind screams its icy breath onto her neck taking her breath away yet to the empt y eye it remains another merciless day In the hands of the world: Salty seas of grief pour from heavy hearted souls leaving despair and confussion the icy breath of death breaths hardly on the hopeless and lonely The tickey of rest passed upon the stoic Breathless of life entered into life they embrace warmth and seek forgiveness Below the feet of the Almighty lies the souls of the sorrowful there they will hang upon the throne of darkness Flames burn the tar drenched souls from which the worlds hands have grasped and snached to corruption Hypnotizing souls to follow societies life Turning to wise psalms and words of hope helps lead smoothing fingertips upon prayer beads feeding love from the finger tips to the soul sending vibes of hope, love, charity and good will Thoughts become clear, awakening the resting souls bringing new sight of life into the hands of the world. Link to comment
nothingontheinside Posted November 11, 2004 Share Posted November 11, 2004 wow i like a lot. i wish i could write like that... keep it up!! props Link to comment
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