Uh, oh

Our Father that art in Purgatory
How low be thy shame?
How low
Don't know
Oh no
Uh, oh.

Our Mother in Heavenly Spheres
Cosmetic cosmos revolving slowly oh so slow
Draping our eyes with curtains of lovely light
Live in sight of these kingdoms
Oh no
Uh, oh

Everything has fallen far apart
So far as it all goes from there to here
Nothing left to to take apart or adhere
We are
We go
So far
So far
Oh no
Uh, oh.

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-07-09 at 19:01

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
With what's going on, I feel like I know where these words are coming from. They create a somber mood, but very unfortunately, reflect where things are at :/ I'd also add "oh, no" to these "uh, oh".


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