Final Destination

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    Final Destination

    Simple melodies
    Simple songs
    All Aound
    And more belong
    To dance
    To sing
    To play the harp
    (How can you sing
    When it's so dark?)
    But more she comes
    And more she says
    Cause dancing now
    Is in her head
    Hooray, this is the day
    where noone else is dead!
    It's said
    So clap your hands
    And sing along
    Raise your voice
    Where you belong
    And, behold
    The Lamb is near
    To sweep us up
    And hold us dear
    Descdending up
    To heavelny home
    Together with
    Never alone
    And singing
    Laughing
    Happy songs
    Spin all around
    Come....sing along
    The child stirs
    And looks upon
    The creatures
    She had hoped to find
    In all this kind of Paradise

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    katmin’s Poems (22)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    The Piper 4
    Little girl 1
    Life 1
    The Abyss of Depression 1
    Final Destination 0
    Broken Marriage 1
    Gemeinde Remchingen 0
    Metamorphosis 0
    I Love 2
    Being Hurt 0
    Ashley 0
    Conversation with God 2
    This Day in Germany 0
    My Illness 0
    I Love 0
    My Conversation with God 0
    Ashley 0
    Being hurt 2
    I Love 0
    My illness 5
    The past is gone 2
    This Day in Germany 2