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Why are you my church,

When I’m not safe with you

It is a false sense of paradise

It is a web i fell into.

And I can’t stop this feeling,

So instead I let it bleed-

Your love has got me reeling,

 For what I want’s not what I need!

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last updated 20 January 2015 - 11:06am
©20 January 2015 - 11:06am — not_an_addict
24 January 2015 - 8:54pm — jesskmemo
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Church

A church is just a building. You are a wonderful spirit inside a human container.

The gummy keys of my piano strive to play a poem til it's alive.

21 January 2015 - 7:53am — allets
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Nursery Rhyme

Here is the church
here is the steeple
open the door
and see all the people.
.
I'm going to bed now, loopy - your poem reminded me of a nursery rhyme I learned when I was about six or so.
.
This one is for you, written by me just now--
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If you are my church
then I am a pew
where prayers can sit
to sing a psalms or two.
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okay, turn it off! good morning - Lady A
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251am
1/21/15
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21 January 2015 - 8:45am — not_an_addict
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thanks

lovely work :) xxx

please read my poems, and enjoy the real-life drama that is my life!