To Survive
By sidewinder
Touching in the words of angels celebrated in sounds and songs which rage in heaven, Mired in the sweetness permeated on Earth, And I find... my breath... taken away, For emotion leads to Hell and the vile stench of sin itself, Forgetting that we're all only human, And we need to find the humor for all of us to survive, May 15, 2001 Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 07 2002 10:58 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10
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"Touching in the words of angels..."