
Sometimes a poem writes itself, while we merely carry the pen. I don't know if these words hold any true meaning, or if they really are just disjointed thoughts and phrases. Feel free to offer a personal interpretation.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Spiritual - Words: 56 - Published: 07-28-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2396144
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heaven help us
everyone
follow
through
to
the
end
hallowed be
in
the
meantime
hand in hand
impress us please
farewell
for me
payn
fortune fame
hellbent
favor
failure
patience is out of practice
hear.
it's a sin.
forgive
forget (harder)
fear (repair.)
force it.
will it end?
until then
rescue
TMK 22.7.2007
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