Blissful Anonimity


End - Poem by Blissful Anonimity

thoughts of sunset streaks
and dreams of heavens burning
too well precede the napalm sleet,
all to grant my wishing

of angel's voices that music sing
of how freed the flesh's slave
what peace to come when agony cease
all to this final passage

thereafter i'll dream of clouds aloft
blue skies where once red and grey
i'll dream of now and days to come
each and every all the same...

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 24, 2010



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