Broken

Member since 2003 · Posted 1 Sep 2003 · 6 comments

I'm hurt, I'm broken. Why did this Have to happen? I'm alone, I'm crying, But I know That I'm not yet dying. Though I've lost My only love, I've not lost My God above. He is still Love and divinity. I've still got The Holy Trinity.

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[n/a] Irischer Junge 1-Sep-03/1:53 PM Reply

This poem was written late Fall 2001.

[8] electroman1979 1-Sep-03/4:30 PM Reply

i like your poem, its good to see people write about God

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 1-Sep-03/4:58 PM Reply

It certainly is an ace poeme. I really like the use of "dying" to rhyme with "crying"! But hey I have a question about Christ.

If lots of people pray for something, is Jesu more likely to answer the prayer than if only one person prays?

Thanks!

[n/a] abecedarian › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 1-Sep-03/5:13 PM Reply

Sort of, but not in a linear way. It actually depends on cumulative penile length, believe it or not.

(Which explains why when I pray for a larger penis it does not work)

- Don't get offended Jagermeister (is it possible that this comment was intended to prevent something unpleasant from happening to you?)

[n/a] deleted user 1-Sep-03/9:32 PM Reply

God only thinks of you after your latest fart.

[4] <~> 2-Sep-03/9:15 AM Reply

we are always dying. from the moment we are born, from the very first intake into our lungs, we begin to count out the time until we cease to draw air.