The Fires Of Heaven
By Ender
The Fires Of Heaven Desolate street on which I stand Left all alone by my own command Nothing in front of me that I wish to see This nightmare of mine can't possibly be But deep in my heart, I know it is true Shot down in flight, when so short I flew Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go Nothing but pain left to show The scars in my heart, the blood on my face You never see past what I try to erase You're stupidity shows so very clearly As you miss what a blind man could see Looking up I see far in the sky Fires that burn the Heavens dry Sweet fires of love among flames of hate Falling to Earth, down to hell's gate Burning my skin and searing my eyes Birthing the pain that never quite dies Filling me up from inside to out A bitter remorse, I'm never without Stitch me together all over again Such is the price for a horrible sin What is redone will never be the same From the time I was burned by Heaven's own flame Written November 24th, 2001 © on Nov 24 2001 06:41 AM PST 18 • 0 • 13
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