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God's GrandeurGod's grandeur as such, let not be touched, Lest man's hand taint. For man doth walk farGod's Grandeur
And devoutly off the narrow path. Thusly man doth seek. Already man hast many
Glories discovered and sullied.
Such are the ashes of gold that shine, Pouring with blood for its vanity. Thirsty men of science
Give no concession of Thee And wills Thou defeat
For faith of self alone Become'st man a god.
A god in man's eyes alone, not more. Thus commit I to God of All.
by ~wilted-life
Maybe today...Hope today the sky is raining Raindrops on the window pane Cos today I'll see another Broken heart singing its painMaybe today...
Hope today the clouds are hanging over me so I'll have shade Cos I need to be alone to Make it through this empty day
Hope today will just be over When the sun will end the day Cos night'll come and so will dreams
And make this world go away
But now that this day has started Maybe it's a happy day The sun is shining through this broken
dusty faded window pane
by ~wilted-life
But I need this...Quietly, Listening Because I don't know what to say Before you'll look at me DifferentlyBut I need this...
You'll smile at me But I know that smile's not just for me Because she'll show that smile To everyone she'll meet indiscriminately
Why Does she turn And do what she knows Won't Last
God Help Her
Help Me
by ~wilted-life
Break the SilenceThere's a place that I know, It's a stone's throw away, It's a place I go to for some quiet.Break the Silence
Though it's peaceful for sure, There are voices that call, Cos the world keeps on dragging me home.
Still I drift in silence. [x3]
It watches the clock, And it calls to it's slave, And that slave stares on through the mirror.
There are forks, there are spades, There are diggers of graves, There're people falling into the River
Still I drift in silence. [x3]
Cos the voices that call, If they're right, we're not sure,
by ~wilted-life
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Here It ComesSo I was thinking about something someone told me once not that long ago, we were standing together and the sun was shining through the clouds and making beams of light shine down on the city below us. I said it was pretty, he said it was little pieces of heaven shining through to show us hope for when we loose it. At this statement I laughed bitterly and said I don’t believe in heaven. That was a few months ago, and I haven’t seen that boy since then, and I doubt I’ll ever see him again, but I’d like to think we will always be friends, even if he has already forgotten. He also told me everyone was made of a color, and itHere It Comes
by ~Awiera
Suffocating.SuffocatingSuffocating.
"Tell me now, where do we go?" On the verge of tears, my breathing quickens as something hits me. Like something is covering my heart, slowly suffocating it.
I'll die of asphyxiation as I fear that I can not breathe. I panic. Panic attack.
If what I dream had come true, would I always feel like this? You'd get away with murder though, because you would never know how addicted I am. Addicted to disaster. Addicted to rejection. Addicted to dreaming. Addicted to you.
I can't fight it.
No more winning. Just thinking a
by ~liraya
HannaHanna is white. chiffon. dressed.Hanna
On a roof. In New York City. Laying on something wooden. Her life. is white. There is no 'go here'. 'go there'. 'this is your problem'.
Her hair is spread out like pumpkin butter. Her skin is radiantly. white.
Her eyes are purple. But you can't really tell. The city bustle ignores her because she ignores it They're not enemies They just know who they are.
Hanna has trust. No many people do. She has trust in herself. That she needs no one. &nbs
by ~ChannelPurple
Grey FaithI wish I had some faith It is a beautiful word I open it up, and in it- I see a road Wet with rain With no markings on it And on each side of the road is color A greyscaled color But the grey is not sorrow The grey is not pain The grey is faith The faith hovers the land It sweeps in the crevices It blows out our breath It does not fear what it is It does not worry what tomorrow will bring The faith is peace and prosperous And no town is near the road And no people live in the town that is not there The faith is alone Without an inGrey Faith
by ~ChannelPurple
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It seems we have just enough religion for us to hate but not enough for us to love each other
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Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?
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It seems we have just enough religion for us to hate but not enough for us to love each other
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Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?
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It seems we have just enough religion for us to hate but not enough for us to love each other
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