![]() The End.A Poem by Stephanie W.
The flicker of oblivion shown upon
our bodies A cat's cradle of limbs-the
anatomy of the end And I wonder if this is how God
feels, Unbreakable as stone, Left with our bodies and the soil And all the promises He broke, the
Visionary Left with His masterpiece, An orb of blood red and ice cold. I think I know how God feels, I bet He feels alone. © 2011 Stephanie W.Reviews
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