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Forgotten Problem Child
By AllenTaylor
Water pours from the skies
Cleansing the earth instead of me
As
all the angels begin to cry
For my impurity
Forgotten problem
child
My whispers in the breeze
Turbulent broken life
I
need YOU here. Please.
Condensation on the window
A hand
print, so young, profound!
The noise of doubt crescendos
The
hand glides down to meet the ground
There are no shadows in the night
Only figures to be known but unseen
Reaching out for the imminent
light
As Angels tears fall and try to clean
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Copyright 2011 AllenTaylor
Published on Wednesday, November 30, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Thursday, December 1, 2011, TyrantAvDetForbannet
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wrote:
we are those who fell through the cracks! another great write!
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A former member wrote:
Wow! Beautiful!
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