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Contributed by
Hannah_Heaven
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Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 05:44:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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workers rush
rainclouds come and play in the skies
thunder the music of the streets
bulidings grey overlook the city
curve over me and cover my world
im stuck in one place
i cannot move
help iam the voice you hear at night
crying out to be found
smuthered with by dreams
cast out by civilization
iam the being
who survived the light
help the dark has took me in
im one of its own
messages of thoughts dont reach
untill i remember
no one can hear me im forgotton
iam the lie of there is an end
and faces white and pale haunt me at night
soon i will break free
but i wont be able to join
i will be above
but for now
iam still here
help me for now
save me
iam the hand reaching out
iam the hope holding on
iam the fate of the lives of others
help iam god
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Re: Help
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by Essentially9 on
Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 10:31:04 PM AEST
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Re: Help
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Sunday, 27th June 2004 @ 04:03:34 PM AEST
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| In our impatience for what is to come and our reminiscence of what has been, we look right past what God is doing right now, with this very moment. I don't believe that God is in time as we are, but he knows our situation, and He certainly knows what we need better than we do, not to mention when we need it. |
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