Anna Cellmer

Rookie (06-04-1974 / Olsztyn, Poland)

The Doors - Poem by Anna Cellmer

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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  • (12/23/2005 3:05:00 PM)

    It is so easy to have doubts when each religion teaches something different. My own faith often gets a little weak at times. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 23, 2005

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