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Hey Lord, I hear him. He's not whispering. *"Dear Lord, I'm nothing but a pile of bones picked clean by the crows I want to go home."* Oh Lord what will you do? I still hear him crying out for you. *"Lord, I know I'm a sinner at best but please let my heart rest they deserve to know."* No, he doesn't know how long it has been. His heart has crumbled with his flesh. His body won't be touched again. Lord, if he is a sinner then what does that make me? I don't pray. He pleads to you on broken knees. Lord what have you done? His voice has left my head. Have you shown your mercy and let him rest? Or did you take away my senses so I no longer have to deal with the dread of a sinner's regretful heart again.
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Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 9:24 AM UTC
A Skeleton Remains (An Alternate Ending)
Hey Lord, I hear him. He's not whispering. *"Dear Lord, I'm nothing but a pile of bones picked clean by the crows I want to go home."* Oh Lord what will you do? I still hear him crying out for you. *"Lord, I know I'm a sinner at best but please let my heart rest they deserve to know."* No, he doesn't know how long it has been. His heart has crumbled with his flesh. His body won't be touched again. Lord, if he is a sinner then what does that make me? I don't pray. He pleads to you on broken knees. Lord what have you done? His voice has left my head. Have you shown your mercy and let him rest? Or did you take away my senses so I no longer have to deal with the dread of a sinner's regretful heart again.
©Tatiana I feel like the poem I originally wrote has so much to say and I'm not done saying it just yet. https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3414788/a-skeleton-remains/ Link ^ to the original poem so you can get the full story.
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Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 9:24 AM UTC
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