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jesus and sisters
not wholly in belief of
each other, and the biscuits
they leave on the white kitchen
counter still have two egg yolks
and a cooling cup of coffee.
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My Fallen Angel
Her wings be not white
but blackened and burned.
Singed by the fall
her actions hath earned.
Her grace is absent.
Neither here or there.
I cannot find it
and I do not care
for though her halo
be shattered and rent,
it changes not
that she's heaven-sent.
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Rejection
I gave love
Only to get hate
In return
The pain of rejection
Striked hard
Breaking my heart
I fixed it, eventually
But I made sure
It would never be broken again
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Dead love
When love dies
Leaving behind the shreds
Of something that was once beautiful
A little bit of you
Of who you really are
Dies along with it
As your broken heart
Slowly falls apart
Bringing you excruciating pain
It doesn't matter
How many times it happens
The pain is the same
Getting used to it
Doesn't help one bit
And we never learn the lesson
For we keep opening ourselves
Only to face disappointment
Again and again
In the end of it all
Only the memories remain
Both good and bad
Filling our minds
And raising questions
The "Why" and the "How"
That led something pure
Something seemingly perfect
To utter oblivion
Such sadness and pain
Leave sc
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something old, inspired. It reminds me how much I love my sister for choosing what she truly believes--what makes her happy.
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Beautiful imagery of a simple, everyday scene which a lot of us pass over, never noticing its beauty.