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Wasted passion in the eyes of God.
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Searching for God Paint a picture of harmony
where the blue angel cries
her wings raw and featherless
Wasted in fields of white
as she seeks her truth
in the passions of God
Rain falls without him in her life
seeking to see through new eyes
to witness the love that he could show
but he has left her out there cold
Could he care that she is crying?
Her perfect wings now weathered through
his forgiveness not given
her worth now outgrown
she'll live out there, wandering along
in the wasted passion within the eyes of God.
I think that was one of the most beautful poems I've read in a long time. Thank you