Laundry-day in heavenit's laundryday in heaven
so I'll take off my wings.
I'll wash away all the memories,
allt the dirt and blood and pain.
With white clounds and rain, wash it all way,
I'll pretend that nothing never happend.
Then I'll take em on again and keep moving on.
Pretend nothing never happend,
cause it's laundry-day in heaven.
Angels take of your glories and wings,
and show me your true faces.
Take it all off and wash it all away,
your sins, secrets and regrets
pretend nothing never happend
cause it's laundry-day in heaven
Poetry by Cola666
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Written on 2007-01-18 at 21:49
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