Scattering SnowdropsA Poem by wolfie
Dear,
there are no regrets, no resignation to the end. We are on our way to heaven glories, with hell on our back, knives in our pockets, and posies on our shoulders and heads. Dear, there is neither time for tears or smiles, a fierce march through the veil. Mud stains our cheeks, blood smears our joints, and spikes erect from spines. Dear, anthems sing for us, and us alone. Angels with wings aflame, we leave the sky burning, the world smelling of ashes. Dear, we trail blaze the heavens, the stars weep. We conquer everything above, and everything below.
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Added on November 22, 2017 Last Updated on November 22, 2017 AuthorwolfieTXAboutHello! I love writing poetry, and well writing in general, I also like to play the piano and art. Zombie and musical movies are my favorite. I like sweet and salty things. -wolfie(Stephanie Karen .. more..Writing
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