We are AngelsA Poem by CrimsonShinigamiAngels what are they?
Why is it that white is pure? It is dirty with only a physical touch.
It's like us humans and living things as such. For there is a meaning that we carry on our true desires. An addiction that last forever it burns us like the everlasting fires. We all have wings but what is special about it is your deeds. How far do you want the things. So much you would kill or steal what about the needs. We start off as all white when your life is born. The color black erases your nicest traits and emotions are torn. Everyday is a mistake waiting to happen. Tick Tock The black is growing by the day click goes the Lock. Little by little we try to change but it`s just a major step back. Repent, apologize, contribute I long to see it in its track We are judged by others and as we die our wings are shown It shows us what we have grown Black and white the natural enemies For every sin we break there are penalties Thank you very much Is what we say when we lost our clutch Burning is for the liars and peace are for the loyal squires Oh the wonders of the world people are freed as God plant`s his perfect seeds We who are here are to mourn as our colors begin to become worn White is a limited place as chalk Perfect as it can be. It`s always mocked It does not wanted to mess up until it hits the truck It`s time for the white to losses it`s luck White is a cloud fall apart and breaks and thrown It`s like a little campaign of a loan We truly are angels it`s a good chemistry Now help yourself to the soothing remedy © 2014 CrimsonShinigamiAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 28, 2014 Last Updated on August 28, 2014 AuthorCrimsonShinigamiEdmonton, CanadaAboutI like writing poems and stories but I never had the chance to show others they may not be as good as others but I tried my best. I enjoy reading books that have a good story plot. I hate quiet room.. more..Writing
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