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Array ( [sid] => 132015 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Everyday is Sunday [time] => 2007-02-22 23:45:55 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I am gnostic
Slender
Thinking more

Outside the lines
To find a center

I am stupid
That is what you say
Discolored from the pain
It's okay

I am gnostic
Nothing more
I know you can't have pain
Without the joy
Philosophic
For some words

Other wise
I am stupid
That is what you say
But I know
You can't enjoy life without the pain

So I am toxic
That is what you say
& no one believes
I am for God
Since no one wants to see

A slender boy
Dirt on my skin and soul
With my veins and lungs tainted
By the love of the devil

I am still wrong
But I'm trying to learn
The knowledge
To take me to where I came from

I view everyday as Sunday
If you make it or not

I'm okay with the love
& I love my loss
It helps me live
& brings those lines to cross
It helps me burn
& hope for some one to trust

...I love the loss
It was for me
It taught me
There is some one out there...

...Everyday is Sunday...

...With this amulet of protection around my neck
I will remove it when I meet you
The day after today
When I find your love
I will remove me from this solitude
& tend your wounds
I will open your eyes
& let you consume me
So I can protect you
As he has me... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 251 [topic] => 62 [informant] => rhei76 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
Everyday is Sunday

Contributed by rhei76 on Thursday, 22nd February 2007 @ 11:45:55 PM in AEST
Topic: spiritual



I am gnostic
Slender
Thinking more

Outside the lines
To find a center

I am stupid
That is what you say
Discolored from the pain
It's okay

I am gnostic
Nothing more
I know you can't have pain
Without the joy
Philosophic
For some words

Other wise
I am stupid
That is what you say
But I know
You can't enjoy life without the pain

So I am toxic
That is what you say
& no one believes
I am for God
Since no one wants to see

A slender boy
Dirt on my skin and soul
With my veins and lungs tainted
By the love of the devil

I am still wrong
But I'm trying to learn
The knowledge
To take me to where I came from

I view everyday as Sunday
If you make it or not

I'm okay with the love
& I love my loss
It helps me live
& brings those lines to cross
It helps me burn
& hope for some one to trust

...I love the loss
It was for me
It taught me
There is some one out there...

...Everyday is Sunday...

...With this amulet of protection around my neck
I will remove it when I meet you
The day after today
When I find your love
I will remove me from this solitude
& tend your wounds
I will open your eyes
& let you consume me
So I can protect you
As he has me...




Copyright © rhei76 ... [ 2007-02-22 23:45:55]
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Re: Everyday is Sunday (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Friday, 23rd February 2007 @ 09:06:10 AM AEST
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i really like this write is very creative and nice flow.. alot of wisdom in this piece. peopel shoudln't worry about what religion you are but the fact that we all believe in God is all that really matters.. great write

vampyress jenni


Re: Everyday is Sunday (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Friday, 23rd February 2007 @ 01:56:15 PM AEST
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Yet another good write..the last verse..shows us the promise of eventual home coming.


Re: Everyday is Sunday (User Rating: 1 )
by Gaurdnangel on Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 07:10:50 PM AEST
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Welcome Home...You who are wonderfully and beautifully made.

God Bless




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