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Author Name: FreeShe Whispers 3 Comments
Date Added: June 12, 2007 09:06:26 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Savage Buzzards
Many black savage buzzards fly above
 my again wounded bleeding head. 

I try to walk, but stumble on the
jagged rocks of thorns and dread. 

Killing fiery heat that laughs and
whispers our certain death it's a
dying uncaring name.    Cuts deeply and bloody red as we curse
that blaspheming crying flame.

Terminal hot sun that burns and kills
 our fragile burnt paper soul. 

Chapters of loves strife that clings
to stories that could not be told.     We crash and fall to the filthy dirt
and painful rocks,
with the last of our
strength we try to again to regain. 


We call out to God, please give me
your strong hand
 how I feel this destroying pain. 

 Help me with horrible bitter taste
 that I just again don't understand.    Be patient with me God,
this is rugged and unstable slipping sands.       
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeAngel on June 13, 2007 04:51:49 AM Report
Each step is painful in life She, feels like hot burning coals upon the feet. Sad touching write

 

Love Angelxx

Comment By: Freetom on June 12, 2007 06:32:02 PM Report
sad moving right India as one goes through pain and hurt like being in the burning desert

hugs kisses

tom

Comment By: FreeMichael on June 12, 2007 02:40:08 PM Report
Very moving, Scarlett! I hope the buzzards turn into doves. Be well, Michael




 


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