

Full of EmptinessHer eyes are wild, her skin is fair, Beneath her scarf she has coal black hair, Her feet are naked, her dress is torn, And in her arms she cradles a rigid stillborn,Full of Emptiness
She rocks on her feet, sings to her child, In a voice so soft, so serene, so mild, The infant is cold; its skin’s like wax, Its lips are blue with tiny white cracks,
Its fingers are small and curled into fists, Its hair is dark and falls down in wisps, They have each other and nothing else matters, And if they are parted, her heart will shatter,
The woman strokes the newborns’ cheek, &nbs


Two Theory's of CreationTheory OneTwo Theory's of Creation
The Earth was desolate and formless The universe was engulfed in pitch darkness GOD looked down from his heavenly height
And in his great voice command, “Let there be light!”
Evening passed and morning came
And the sun came up for the very first day
GOD was tireless, uttering not a sigh He bellowed, “Separate the water and the sky” A dome was created, and suddenly it was done GOD giggled to himself and said, “Oh boy, this is fun!”
Evening past and morning came
And the sun came up for the second day
“Let t
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----oh look, you're like a VCR, stick something in to know just who you are
I'm adding you to my watchlist, so you're now officially being stalked
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Ask me; I might just have lollies.
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