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Hi, my name is Sheeta
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 | Stained Glass; Beauty AND Impefection |poem| |
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 5 with 1 vote(s)
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| Created: 2009-07-04 11:59:54 |
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Broken to the point of formlessness
Dirty, bruised, forgotten; the perfect mess
Tattered and bleeding
'Tis a soul that you are needing
Covered in pain and laced with dread
Patched together with thin silver thread
Fall into capable hands;
-x-
Strip away the filth, peel off the mask
Scrub away the stench, tear away to new flesh
Dipped into the stream of souls
Blessed with the kiss of life
Awake a-new my beautiful darling
In capable hands.
Awake and realize; you're :
-x-
Your my angel and my devil
My Azazel and my Jesus
Savior and my forsaker
The undertaker who reaps my heart
You keep tearing me apart
With capable hands.
-x-
Everywhere I turn, I hear your voice
I'd block it out if only I had a choice
I see your face, lighting up the world
Everywhere, in empty dreams and wishes
This hollowness once filled with kisses; dried up and flew away.
They dance now as whispers of prayers often do;
Reaching to the skies swimming through the drifting cloud.
To the heavens goes my prayer.
My wish, my desire for you there.
Into capable hands. |
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