Like A Saint Poem by Valentina Granados
Like A Saint
Like a saint
In a glass case
She stands alone
In embodiment
Of pure heart
That feels
Pure spirit
That once lived
The pain of her suffering
Of what was left
As she cries the tears of blood
Of gods pain
I look up towards the face of my life
With hands that heal to me
In pain
To her suffering
I am in our heaven after death
In prayer
You wash away my sins
In purest of hearts
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