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...Torn...
left alone,
nothing done wrong,
just abandoned.
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lay me by the water,
so i may have a drink...
give me a dime,
so i can drop it in the fountain and hear a plink...
give me a needle and thread,
so i can sew my faith back together...
give me a quill and ink,
so i can write to my brother,
my faith is in God so we may see each other...
i am torn, inside and out,
and all i can do is pout...
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i really like to write poetry. i'm not the best at it... but it's fun to hear rhymes roll of my tongue. no, i didn't write this because i was feeling this. i wrote this for my book. i want my book to include heart-aching poetry. i think it will help the story come to life. that's just what i think.
now. what makes you come alive? listen to some Christian music today, doesn't matter what artist, just listen to some Christian music. then thank the LORD for everything good that happened this week. i know i have. :)
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