by SonikovskiFalcarragh, Donegal, Ireland
Aug 2012 377 Views 3 comments
Heaven Seekers
Blue skies tremble under mighty gaze,
Of heaven seekers final days.
Split apart and then undone.
Now the final trip's begun.
But nostalgic glance at whats left behind,
shows hellish wastes that try to bind,
the good, the bad, the rich, the poor.
The faithful folk shall be no more.
Of heaven seekers final days.
Split apart and then undone.
Now the final trip's begun.
But nostalgic glance at whats left behind,
shows hellish wastes that try to bind,
the good, the bad, the rich, the poor.
The faithful folk shall be no more.
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Posted: Aug 2012
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