Painting Heaven

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: July 20, 2015

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Submitted: July 20, 2015



We can simply watch it grow apart and start believing we're not meant to be.

 Or pass away in pastures while it's green and still retrieve.

The greatest education lying beneath it's terms, or sore like

Heaven's Ruler watching other's burn. I've dedicated my life's work amidst achievements to one day finding a cure,

this day finding my place, one-way driving away, this flock hoping this war is won.

He traveled back to Isreal, torn garments, canteens filled with potion that helps revive the lung.

This is my first attempt to water the garden that never seen rain.

Lifting the lost breed of men that only witnessed pain.

Giving to heroes children the flags and silver stars, just helping you paint a picture of Heaven,

nomore fancy cigars.

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