Angels Calling
As I walk down the road of this desolate city. I hear the whispers and murmers of the forgotten souls. I wander the streets beleiving I am also a damned soul to wander. I hear the calls from behind me from above from all around. We need you we want you come with us the angels cry. I turn and look to the heavens and respond it is not my time I must live to see the things that are unfinished unsaid unseen. I must discover before you come to take me away. As I continue down the road they continue to follow in silence till the day I die watching waiting the angels continue to speak.Angels Calling
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Tags: Dark Poetry
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chucky1982 commented on Angels Calling
08-29-2009
- i really enjoy your work, i also write dark poetry so its good to know im not the only one. you are an artist
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