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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Kings Purpose
[time] => 2012-02-24 12:50:31
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[bodytext] => As the night fell she knew it was time to go home.On her journey back some how her Destiny still followed her and there was a king that was sent to rescue her, from her own destruction.Unaware of the kings mission he sat firmly on the thrown to guide his people and the nation which only seemed to have passed him by leaving him feeling lost and questing his own journey.how could a man that lead man...y men, Question his own path he thought.He ruled the nation and never questions those feelings again.Soon the sun would appear for the king to rise.She would washed the king strong toned bronzed body in a warm bath of milk,and dress him with clothing fit for a king,a loud Rhythm Roared of beating drums through the Village only to bring everyone in the village to sing and dance with so much joy...The king raced to the window and she slowly followed behind him to see what was going on as she stood behind the king she could feel the vibration of her heart beat and she reached her arm out and touch the kings back to feel the vibration from his heart was a match.He had pulled away from her touching him, In his heart he didn't want to acknowledge that he felt the same.how could he love her what will his soldiers say,How could he love a women that once never loved herself who once lived a life feeling lost in her own skin and beaten from all the sinful things that tore her down, And some how built her back up to the jewel that she has become so pure in beautiful in spirit and sharing her life story to repair the broken hearted,The king told his men rid her from the village as she was thrown out from the village where she called home would become a place she would never seen again she walked away crying of so much confusion not know the next step to take only to be abandon again,The king purpose for life was never accomplished because he gave away the very thing that was before him not knowing his missed his own destiny... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 108 [topic] => 43 [informant] => CrissyLuv [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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