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Marriage Protection Week A week of protection for Heterosexual Marriage Focus more on Preventing Gay civil marriage than Protecting Anything Protect the GOD-ordained Building block Of the family The Bedrock Of a civil society Gay marriage Preventation presents itself with Perfect timing For the 2004 election Split the nation! Sponsor's web site search engines 2,369 Homosexual 1,423 Divorce    823 Poverty    190 Domestic Violence The homosexual is far more Threatening To marriage than DOMESTIC VIOLENCE. Hypocrisy Fixated on attacking Support the Federal Marriage Amendment! Ban same sex marriage in the Co

The darkness takes its toll on her again-- The woman with the silver painted wings: She sits inside the wood and slowly sings For someone who can take away the pain. She weeps for those under a feary rein, Because of all the trouble that it brings; The rears she weeps in floods, her cry it rings, Her gown is white but has a blood-red stain. Yet blood inside her heart does beat for him-- The king of all the fearies in the wood; These things she feels are still to him unknown: Because of this, her soul's white light is dim, Although she knows that very well she should She just accepts this horrid pain alone

Hand grasps brush Dipped in dark blue paint Cheap paint; sold in large discount container Dried gray chunks floating in thick liquid. Brush drags paint Across canvas Up, down, left to right, back again Creating shapes, shadows. Colors mixed Hours go as minutes; Seconds Never finished... Always A perfect picture of  soul.

This Prison Gray like eternity Ther Winter can see no flowering spring And She The Goddess Encased in a suit of raw crystal His fingers sweat ice She knows not why he felt he could Control Touch itself If she could, she would She watches as Purple waves crash upon the confines To leave the ocean would be death But still it undermines Itself As if a trophy on display Were to look out and scream "Do you not see my need for freedom?" A flame climbing higher as the wick burns Wax melting Pulling itself down as it climbs higher in turns Yet Eyes close as music flows from a faucet A head is laid down A momentary escape foun