by Tiny_TattooMill Creek, Arkansas, USA
Feb 2012 493 Views 3 comments
An Image Of Me
No Beginning nor end.
In the image of my Father from whence I came,
The immeasurable vastness of my souls abyss you could not begin to fathom.
So far past the depths of sorrow, even the Angels weep for hope of a better tomorrow.
The light at the other end is an illusion behind me.
This is my Despair.
In the image of my Father from whence I came,
The immeasurable vastness of my souls abyss you could not begin to fathom.
So far past the depths of sorrow, even the Angels weep for hope of a better tomorrow.
The light at the other end is an illusion behind me.
This is my Despair.
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Posted: Feb 2012
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