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[title] => While I went walking
[time] => 2009-12-29 01:33:54
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[bodytext] => While I went walking I found a girl "Why do you cry, young one?" I asked She looked at me, her eyes were glass "Why doesn't God love me?" She said with a sob I didn't answer, for I didn't know I didn't know it then But that girl was cursed a sad, sad life A young demoness born from hell and hate With a heart and soul as pure as snow She loved all and wanted peace Kindness Happiness Poor little demoness Trapped in anguish She spends her life helping Caring Angelic demon born so pure Cursed to live a life of pain Simply because of her birth Karma seems reversed on her And still she tries to help Simple demon oh so sweet God will not allow her to smile Heart heavy but full of love She bears so many scars And yet cannot seem to stop Loving all around her Through all the hell she's put through Still she brings warmth to those around her Angelic Demon born of Darkness Why, God, do you punish her? Such a kindred spirit So full of kindness She doesn't deserve the pain you cause Spare her, please For you see I refuse to believe In a God so cruel As to continue hurting this girl Just because of her birth Can you not love her too? She's lonely and sad That pure-hearted demon While I went walking I came across a grave Desicrated and overgrown But still I recognized the name and cried Oh angelic demon! How I pray you finally Found your salvation [comments] => 2 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 48 [informant] => desolantdreamer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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