Piter Ambrosy Poems

The day of beginning
Seemed like a day of the ending
As small as a cat
But hit with a bat
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My wings so grey as life is but almost gone
My spirit withered and weak
The touch of sorrow searings my flesh
My immortality is almost gone unless
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One seems to cry and falls
The beliverance is but all
The sorrow and pain
Burns faster the the acid of rain
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The day grows strong
The bonds are so long
The time goes by
As the one sayy bye
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So as we walk and listen upon thy word,
people cry as they look up into the sky,
feathers falls towards us from the birds,
within ourselves we begin to cry,
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The warrior of light is quick and agile,
the temperment of this cunning assailant,
with fast reflexes his attitude is mild,
her techinque is why he was sent,
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White angel of the calm night,
Your elegance truly shines so bright,
A white speckale falls on your porcelian skin,
As it touched sending a echo that cleanses all sins,
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As a seed falls from that of such wisdom,
Begins a journey of its kingdom,
As it begins to grow,
It must seek what doesn't know
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I have cried
And feel
Like I've just died
I don't know whyyyyyy.
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