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Author: Unknown Eden
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-04-06 - Updated: 05-04-06 - id:2167414

Filth

I stole away her peaceful mornings

Hurt myself

I broke the trust

I shattered hopes and dreams, now waning

My mind cries out for this fault:

“You stupid fool! How dare you touch her!

Filthy daemon! Crawl away and DIE!”

I slipped and fell into the darkness

Brought her with me, should have listened

To the voice within my head

It told me to leave her alone

To get me hence, to let her go,

But alas, I did not heed

Those wiser words when they did scream.

Once extinguished, now aflame

Forsaken things, I dare not keep.

Life is sacred, do not waste it

Do not dare become the frost now!

You will hurt the ones you love most

And then you’ll crush them in your hand

Then watch them bleed and weep upon you

Worthless filth it’s now your turn!

I dare not look upon my face

For fear of things I can’t erase

A broken soul lies in my arms

I pray to God for my forgiveness

May He grant me this one thing

So I may sleep and breathe again.

My love, now please forgive me also

I did not mean to hurt you so

Never have I loved so deeply

Nor have I been loved completely

God, may you forgive us both,

Then grant us things that we want most.

These things I pray with all my heart

Let us be whole not torn apart.



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