And Now She Lives In The Hands Of God's Angels, Poem by Liza Sud

And Now She Lives In The Hands Of God's Angels,



And now she lives in the hands of God's angels,
the itching of conscience ended at once,
  And sorrow and passion seem to disappeared
 The vessel remains empty without life.

Saturday, October 3, 2015
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