Dark Poetry #4 |
Ashes are Grey |
green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Tumble in my sorrow Key trouble heart in morrow Grasping attention Knowledge worn Llittle retention Republic of scorn Soft is the floor And firmly held Ignored wisdom Broken mass sore For musical score True Vine that was nailed Love's Kingdom Streets of gold Sold Only in red told What is it preachers tell? There was no Jesus When we fell |
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