Artemis
09-09-2007, 01:22 PM
Cold, Wind and Rain
By Nick L.
Number #10, Volume 3
I am so sorry,
My darling angel
I tried to become even greater,
Yet I fell in his abyss
Let’s call to the skies,
Ask all our questions
We will stare at the moon,
Telling ourselves it’ll be okay
Our time will come to an end,
And the seasons will pass;
Our God, our saviour has still not come
And from this,
I say my final goodbyes,
My final kisses
And my final glimpse
Of the angel I loved,
Who flies beyond the sky.
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By Nick L.
Number #10, Volume 3
I am so sorry,
My darling angel
I tried to become even greater,
Yet I fell in his abyss
Let’s call to the skies,
Ask all our questions
We will stare at the moon,
Telling ourselves it’ll be okay
Our time will come to an end,
And the seasons will pass;
Our God, our saviour has still not come
And from this,
I say my final goodbyes,
My final kisses
And my final glimpse
Of the angel I loved,
Who flies beyond the sky.
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Seff and I are releasing too many poems...
<.<