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I wonder how, I could have trusted in God, For so long, Spent so many hours, No, wasted them, Praying so fervently, Idolising thin air, Believing faith, Would provide comfort, But instead, it left me, Hopeless and broken, Because miracles are mythical, Tireless prayer and devotion, Won't turn back time, Or heal wounds and ease troubled minds, So why do I still wear, This crusifix?
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Jan 23, 2011
Jan 23, 2011 at 2:54 PM UTC
Crucifixes and Contraversies
I wonder how, I could have trusted in God, For so long, Spent so many hours, No, wasted them, Praying so fervently, Idolising thin air, Believing faith, Would provide comfort, But instead, it left me, Hopeless and broken, Because miracles are mythical, Tireless prayer and devotion, Won't turn back time, Or heal wounds and ease troubled minds, So why do I still wear, This crusifix?
©Nicola-Isobel H.     24.01.2011
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Jan 23, 2011
Jan 23, 2011 at 2:54 PM UTC
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