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Jan 2011
Blasphemy!!
torn holes through all yarn
darning i had never done; what else
to do i, but run, and run...

screaming out, you called  
by name, i ran and ran until
on tear came - words ran too,
down your face, traced my heart
for years replaced and i cried
long, for what was spent - where heaven, prayer?
nothing sent
and with vow - now
spoken for God to hear
this heart broken, his promise where?
i placed the gate (closed) on
my soul - and its holiness
of long ago...
copyrighted 2010 - by bkmackenzie
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bkmackenzie
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