floating
By Saragras
Hiddin unable to face them there voices sound near or prehaps they are far there voices carried by the dark I crawl on unable to walk Why? I am unable to remember why Someone whispers give in end your torment death whispers in the dark Shouts are near these sounds are are at hand I feel uplifted I am flying upwards I am leaving the voice in the dark Then I sadly relise Im dead and my soul is floating up to the pearly gates of the afterlife Written March 31st, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 08:23 PM PST 0 • 13
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"Hiddin ..."