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"Orphan" "A crippled, crawling,curious girl, stumbled into light; her fractured, hopeless, dreary world, is given second sight.. Her heart,hardened, and doubled, broken, now, into. her manic thoughts, so troubled, daily,now, renewed. An memories,mirror, an attack, by tragic,childish fears; the smile you see is now unmatched, caressed by happy tears. The enemy of stolen time, now it's become best friend. The youth she had to leave behind, has been restored again. Her faith though kept; still ...

"Orphan" "A crippled, crawling,curious girl, stumbled into light; her fractured, hopeless, dreary world, is given second sight.. Her heart,hardened, and doubled, broken, now, into. her manic thoughts, so troubled, daily,now, renewed. An memories,mirror, an attack, by tragic,childish fears; the smile you see is now unmatched, caressed by happy tears. The enemy of stolen time, now it's become best friend. The youth she had to leave behind, has been restored again. Her faith though kept; still ...

" To:Jeanne Guyon" "Hope scans the galaxy; mirrored blinding Light. Lying to a throat that's parched, dreams, familiar curse. Novel, writer's travesty; heroine loses fight. Sword piercing weakened heart; summons vulture thirst. Insane from the blessing; choking on Your silence; still, I am kneeling. in Your favorite pose. Memories transgressing, upon Your theme of violence, Breaking in and stealing, the thorn becomes the Rose. Driven mad by guessing, what's behind the mask, Questions are disr...

"Loving Me" Loving me will cost you everything. Loving me You decided to leave your home. Loving me still leaves me wondering if loving me could ever be condoned. Loving me a seed of Your desire Loving me stream becomes Ocean Loving me a pulse of liquid fire Loving me transcends all emotion. Loving Me does not rely on Loving You.. Loving You , just can't deny I love me, too.. mysterianne'

"Cradle" Time and its essence was birthed by your wisdom. the stars,they are numbered, as they play at Your Feet. Your Holy Presence gives light to the sun, night becomes day,only to repeat. You bathe my life, in the sweet glow of Mercy; no human hands could incite such a touch. So, I will close my eyes,and like the stars that rest above me; Sleep in the rapture of this cradle I call Love... mysterianne'