'Armageddon Son' Poem by J.M Berger

'Armageddon Son'



No I don't see your face much anymore
And a boy I know
Sings songs of Armageddon
He has visions of angels' wings
Shielding his eyes from intense white light
He wants their voice to call his own
Cause he thinks his has got no personality

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