The Doors Poem by Anna Cellmer
The Doors
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I let you go away
To let you come along
I let you to kill yourself
To be alone
I'm going through
My sins so proud
Being the owner of my soul
And then
I want to know
Are you still there
Behind my door?
And then I wish
To believe
That you are there still
But I'm afraid
You do not exist.
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4/19/2024 3:13:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It is so easy to have doubts when each religion teaches something different. My own faith often gets a little weak at times.