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Miscellany Of Rhythm [COMPLETED]

Poetry

This is not a story, but all just a product of my feelings. Whether is Happiness, Longing, Sadness, Doubt, or even Confusions in my everyday life, and words I want to say, either to myself or my friends. I hope you'll like them. Maybe you can relate...

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The doubt

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by cTriantafyllo

by cTriantafyllo

Crimes, Sins, wrongs and mistakes,
In this life all of us make.
With all those things,
The father we worship, all forgives.

The father is said to be true,
Forgiveness is what he gaves you,
Even if his holy words you dare not pursue,
And even defy the rules he laid before you.

With too many wrong each of us had made,
Will he truly forgive?
Forgive and purify our souls,
Then bestow us the right for the sacred ground he promised where we'll go.