ryussjin1

poems that question why
2002-05-23 16:11:44 (UTC)

winds blow , earth shake

your soul barths from the death
your heart is pureer then mine
you show my noting but pain
you touch the light
to become your angel
but your wings break and fall over time
you fall to the ground and become sad
crying to heaven to let you back in
it locks it gates becuase
your soul touch the unpure lands
i sit on my rock watching from a disatnce
you blame it on me becuase you knew i was right
you break my arm
teir my skin with your teeth
you called out
" let me back in so i may be free "
yours sent to hell
to brun your skin
your eye bubled and turn black
a beast you are now
i sit there watching this happen this shake my head
i warm you what will happen and yet you don't listen




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