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Tubular Bells

Lying within his own pool of blood, his friend Gently holding his hand, saying, Are you sorry for your sins ? Damien, squeezing lightly in reply and, Yes, I am. A tear falling from his eyes; a whispered prayer; winds Stirring leaves and Autumn's trees; children, gathering to see... Flashing lights dangling her rosary she weeps; broken heart's as silver wings.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 6/26/2013 6:40:00 PM
Sorry for many reasons I would suppose as I know I have been many times. Forgiveness comes because we are sorry. Wonderfully written and expressed my friend.
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Date: 6/22/2013 10:48:00 PM
Everyone is sorry for his sins john..even the pope : ) ..bu We all know as soon as we are truely sorry. We are forgiven.
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Date: 6/12/2013 12:10:00 PM
this is very good, catholic it is then ;} glad you liked my " She Waits" you might like my " By The Sea ;} you have an awesome day now, ya here !
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