Follow the rants and you find me
Angels -Creatures of night.thrown away in worn out
dreams.
spread your wings,
tell your tale, whisper your
words, but not that close.
choking on the ashes of
your enemy, distill the absence
of spiritual tensions,
invite a soul.
light up hell.
light a fire in heaven.
Poetry by asshole
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Written on 2008-06-14 at 14:07
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