Unfallen

by DBM   Feb 26, 2008


Unfallen

Upon the hill
It sits
And waits
And prays
Prays
To remain unfallen
So many were saved
It was left behind
So alone
It remains
Alone
And condemned
Condemned to fall
So empty inside
It longs for life
And sits
And waits
And prays
Alone, condemned
Awaiting the fall
Old Church

Copyright 2008

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  • 16 years ago

    by Cathie

    So simple - so emotional... im impressed! :-)