I saw a child
So innocent and well kept
I looked into her bright eyes
And I wept
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Okay, so this really happened. I saw a man carrying a baby girl and she looked at me. At that moment I broke into tears and prayed blessings over her because she's been born into a cruel, dark world and I never want this world to steal her hope. I never want her to feel how I feel. Pray for the new generation because they're coming into a fallen world.
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Broken
PoetryPoetry is a way of expressing our most dark, twisted, confusing emotions that we feel no one understands. You are not alone in how you feel or what you are going through. These poems are written to help people realize that and feel less alone. WARN...