izinagi54
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this poem is or someone i grow to care about.
love is sacred part 1
what is hate
parte dos a paramour
love is sacred part 1
what is hate
God created the heaven and starts above
we were then born from the dust of the stars
we our the universes calling card
humanity does not have to be a calmity the angel said
for he saw so many dead and the heads a roll
while some look upon a ancient scroll
we watch our self roll
for we are told noting is sacred
that everything is here to test us
must we continue to hate
why can't resasitate from it
before we become the thing that kills the most
a beast hidden in the smoke
we were then born from the dust of the stars
we our the universes calling card
humanity does not have to be a calmity the angel said
for he saw so many dead and the heads a roll
while some look upon a ancient scroll
we watch our self roll
for we are told noting is sacred
that everything is here to test us
must we continue to hate
why can't resasitate from it
before we become the thing that kills the most
a beast hidden in the smoke
parte dos a paramour
adam and eve they decieved and leave
their feet carry them with great speed
being on the run from the one that created them
they were the first lovers that God taught
who are we to saught it out
to work out this feeling love
it grants us peace from the doves
that fly in heaven above
until we can reach out with our glove
shall we know the love
of the divines soft and loving touch
they gave life to their childern
humanity is full of insanity
it was meant to be a calamity most say
but they follow the old ways of the fae
may i find love again forever i lay here in the beasts bed
i fed him over and over but still e wll take over
only your light makecast upon my night
their feet carry them with great speed
being on the run from the one that created them
they were the first lovers that God taught
who are we to saught it out
to work out this feeling love
it grants us peace from the doves
that fly in heaven above
until we can reach out with our glove
shall we know the love
of the divines soft and loving touch
they gave life to their childern
humanity is full of insanity
it was meant to be a calamity most say
but they follow the old ways of the fae
may i find love again forever i lay here in the beasts bed
i fed him over and over but still e wll take over
only your light makecast upon my night
