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THis was stuck in my head one day. I liked it and wrote it down and it came out pretty good. It has a somewhat religious feel to it at the end of it. Death at first and then angels coming for your soul to go to Heaven.
Submitted:Aug 8, 2008 Reads: 107 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
Blood is red
Bruises are blue
Death is imminent
There is nothing you can do
Under dark skies
Now you lay
Your time comes
Beneath the ground your body stays
Rain falls down
Pains wash away
Angels come down
It is time to go home, sweet home
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