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[title] => When Angels Cry #2 (My Tears of blood and the Crimson Stigmata)
[time] => 2006-05-03 14:54:57
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[bodytext] => When angels cry their tears never fade away But when I cry, I shed tears of blood Leaving my clothes stained in the color of a deep red For the sorrows of the spirit and the death of the soul As blood descends from the sky and the storm that rages in Heaven The sun turns to darkness and we come to know night as day While we see our memories go by on the winds of fate As I stare at the blood that drips from the Crimson Stigmata. When angels cry they bring the heavens rain But when I cry my tears leave red marks on my face Because I live in a world that is so full of hate And it seems like such a struggle just to do the right thing become a saint To see so much people suffering in this God forsaken place Then in the end all you have left is your faith So the Angels of Heaven sing for the prayers that I say As I stare at the blood that drips from the Crimson Stigmata. When angels cry they shed their tears to the river of life But when I cry the tears I shed become a river of blood Because life is hard but still it’s such a precious gift And maybe one day I hope that the stars will shift. But till then and in my heart my tears of blood I shall continue to shed While I recite to the world the Psalms of a Saint So that maybe I will one day have the privilege of the Kingdom of Heaven As I remember the blood that drips from the Crimson Stigmata. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 11 [informant] => saint_41 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )
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