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Empty
Hello, can anyone hear me?
Hello, are you still there listening to my cries?
Listening to me as I fall on my knees, feeling so empty as this world falls apart
Hello, God! I need you! We all need you!
Our world slowly falls and we all begin to feel empty wanting human contact, human touch
God silently watches us and our empty lonely hearts
Waiting, quietly, for us all to call his ...
Thursday 9th April 2020 12:26 am
Grave
Grave
I am the scythe that cuts through old and young
In cornfields where the idle crows watch on
As scarecrows flap their arms in summer sun
And wonder where the greedy birds have gone
The weeds grow now where once the sharp blade fell
Stealing from us all that we once held dear
There are no devils in this weeping hell
Only children transformed through pain and fear
...Tuesday 24th March 2020 11:43 pm
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