I Pray as I prey

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    The Church's hidden secret for Centuries. 

    God look down on my cold heart, warm me with your love
    And grant me your forgiveness, Which I am unworthy of

    Confessional, 15 hail Mary's.

    I Pray as I prey

    The First Glimpse of this radiant creature, unraveled mind's clarity
    Enchanted fairy tale innocence, God's miracle gift, 'tis rarity

    My Heavens opened, likening the world stage parting the red sea
    Innocence so lovely Angel's sang chorus of my heart felt melody

    Curled flowing raven locks, fall upon the shoulders bare
    Complexion pure perfection child fair beyond compare

    God's wrath of brimstone and fire, does not extinguish this secret desire
    After Midnight Mass in the loft young Squire, who sings in the Churches Choir

    Parishioners have no scent or smell, stained by the Priest Demon Knave
    For behind closed door, he hold's them in bondage, as Master is to Slave.

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    Eos commented on I Pray as I prey

    12-05-2009

    I love how you've explained this concept, which has tried to be kept from us...so very true. the ending really pleased me:) Marvelous:)
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    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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