Modern Cure Poem by becky darkenai

Modern Cure

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forgive me lord for i will sin
disgusting secrets will begin
is your punishment to make me live
in these evil places that you give
people watch as you take your place
i'll wipe that smile right off your face

you keep me locked in a box,
along with those whose faith is lost

Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: places,evil,faith,punishment
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