Poppy Fry

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Spiritual World, Let Me Be. - Poem by Poppy Fry

sweet solitude
reach my destiny
bring me down to the latitude
I can't believe the irony

spirits speak to me
Oh Goddess, set me free

Angels with wings
of unholiness
I want to be you
beauties of mysteries
It's only because your purity is evil
Oh Christ, lead me to the light

My exile
Is it just my head?
Or are you in denial?
I shut my eyes
I see you dead

Undead with glory
I long to be you
Immortals with such elegance
It's only because your conceited
Oh Lord, release me

my bounded corpse
lifeless on earth
my blood absorbs
soulless at birth

I still feel it flowing inside

Oh God, I want suicide

I've forsaken my soul

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, March 1, 2010

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