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Coming In From The DarkThe glow is ahead of a dazzling light that drawsComing In From The Dark by sevvysgirl
In those who need to come in from the dark
I will not demand or insist or preach but instead
Just offer an outstretched hand, if you want to take it
In order that I can lead you towards its brightness
It will not blind you as its strength may suggest
Nor will it heal or save you, but it will simply offer
Hope on a road fraught with the bumps and
Hidden pot holes of uncertainty and insecurity
From which so many fear tripping up fatally
I am not equipped to condemn or judge, but merely
Wish to show friendship to someone struggling
To make sense of a past with a blinding strangle-hold
On the present, even though there is a new life
Waiting in the shadowy wings of forgiveness
If only there had been someone to show me a simpler
Way to reach the safety and truth of peace without
The trappings of all-consuming man-made guilt
But I found my own shiny horizon any way, as many before
For I too have walked that lonely road and wished …
I Don't Give A Damn!You have no idea what makes me tickI Don't Give A Damn! by sevvysgirl
And don’t know who I am
But you should have worked it out by now
As I so don’t give a damn!
If you really think I care
About you – then you’re blind!
If you’re not just feigning stupid
Then you must be out your mind!
You can’t be very bright for sure
As I doubt you have a clue
And you simply do not realise
Just how much I now hate you
If only you’d been honest
And told me from the start
(That’s before you came and wangled
Yourself into my heart)
Things wouldn’t be so bad now
As I’d have known just who you were
I’d have probably avoided you
So that nothing would occur
The clues were there however
I just chose to close my eyes
But now it’s really over
And we can say our last goodbyes
CandlelightStars are made ofCandlelight by TurquoiseQuill
Twinkling in the night;
They fall and die
And are re-lit (reborn).
The stars and our souls
Are celestial flames,
Which are used by He.
Our lives and deaths
Form the candlelight...
As spirits flee
To other candles.
All of the galaxies
Are filled with dying
And re-birthing stars.
And the Heavens
Have many candle lights
When I heard this story a few days ago, it totally sickened me, but to now hear that the man (one of the men?) responsible for this abhorrent crime is being charged with 'child destruction' (is that a lesser form of murder?) and GBH is unbelievable.
Once again, it's another case for the 'unborn child' having lesser status than if it were already born, and it totally disgusts me....
This was not a 'domestic' crime remember - this woman was seemingly randomly attacked (although suggestions of her being 'targeted' are now coming to light) - whilst leaving her home in London, by two men in cycle helmets ...
If this had been an attack on a mother and child (which it was of course), where the child was killed, the world would have gone mad and it would have been major headlines.
I rest my case.
Sorry for posting on here but as a member of 'Life' (which is an anti-abortion charity, giving voice to the unborn child) it naturally distresses me.
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