The Saint(In) Us Poem by Alexander Villegas

The Saint(In) Us



We're all not going to heaven
We hold the number below seven
Some of us choose to show the beast inside
This is not an infection but a scar of pride
Hold your head up high
You know you're not going to have a peaceful goodbye.

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Alexander Villegas

Alexander Villegas

Des Moines, Iowa, United States.
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