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Just a poem I did in English class, we had to take a large story and cut words or sentences from it to create our own poem. I did two, this is the first one, I chose this subject because I myself have been drifting to and from god for awhile now, and I still don't know if I should stick with religion, or fade away from it all together. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Mar 25, 2008    Reads: 45    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


She want's an angel to arrive

Beneath a dangerously dim sky

I am faithless

Heartworn

Hope has dried up


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There is always hope in life. One never knows what a day may bring forth.

Posted: Mar 26, 2008

Author Comment:

That is very true, but I'm not sure if my hope should be placed in my religion anymore.

very nice. true message- spoken softly and to the point. :)

great job here!

Posted: Mar 28, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you very much!

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