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by EpithetPoet Feb 27, 2005 category : Life, society / faith, religion
Burning flames Fall and lick my cheeks Looking to The One I always seek High in the heavens Is He really there? Or am i just crying To the lonely air? Blood runs down Caressing my skin Questioning myself Of why i begin Salt encrusted A sea of broken hearts Wondering why I was given this start Why He chose this If He's even real Do i shame him By the way i feel? If He made me Then how can it be? Shunned by His book For being me -A