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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I have so many questions, my mind still burns to ask. Though my soul is pulled to past, I do wonder, was it all worth it? Not many things were ever certain, and burdens come and so does hurting, though I did know, I loved all of you. Way before I lost your soul and you did too. Does your empty ego, your mind forged as iron, let you know, what you lost and the fact it’s final? Was the truth one so bitter, you had to go and rival, God’s promise of agony, in the Quran, the Torah and the Bible? Did you just stop loving me, or did you ever? What it took for you to go and have to sever every hope we had. Were my actions all too bad, for me to deserve your wrath? The path we chose, just sad, where we will never have all we desired? I still do require, God to break the skies in two, let the thunder roll and come on through. Let it whisper all the truths, the cost my soul had for you. These words that dry, I know will sting. Though I wonder if you ever paused to think, all these words I sing, they come of anguish, before I sink, hoping you bring the mercy God had promised. I was always honest, I think you were too, but the world it seems is cruel. I chased you for so long, now I’m out of breath, I hoped you caught me, there before my death. But you let time take my body, my soul wander here forever. I am one that’s severed, of all divine and songs of heaven. It is a feeling of violent despair, when you watch me dying and you stand to stare. Although, it isn’t fair, who can say they truly care? We can’t force our minds to be where they do not desire, let your beautiful heart fly and my death inspire. Though, questions still remain.
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