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"My King"
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Poem's "My King"
by C.James apr'13
As I write these words
Tears fall onto my paper
Like blood they flow
From each line
As they slowly tear a hole
Into the the soul
That once was a King
They run down the paper
Screaming we need his return
Fore we all have become blind
Since the time of his leaving
And as I write these words
With my tears and my blood
I feel not fear
Only the release of my soul
Fore once again his spirit rains down
And covers the land
And the wind blows taking my hand
My heart aches
Yet not from the pain
But only from the joy
He shall return once again
To wipe away
The cover of filth
And all that's been deceived
Will soon wash away
With the return of the King
Fore now it is done
Fore now it is said
I am mightier than the sword
When he gave me this pen
And now I know the time has come
Because my wicked dark soul
Has called onto him
Relieving of us all
From the sins that we've lived
My tears and my blood
I giveth to him
To rise once again
My saviour My King
