Atheist Saint
Crazed Fan
Poetic Terrorist
Blending the 21'st centrury with hate
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Cleanse
Jun 4, 2006 18:26:57 GMT -5
Post by Atheist Saint on Jun 4, 2006 18:26:57 GMT -5
Rain falls from the sky As I stare in front of me The opening of the forest greets me Like a long lost father Waiting for his son's return
Back home Lie deep sorrow and suffering A broken hell I cannot return to
Inside of the forest Everything moves by me Almost in slow motion The tress Once dead and grey in the winter Now alive and flourishing with green
My body aching with regret I slowly pace myself Not allowing the hurt to overcome me As I go deeper into the wood
A stream now lay before me Flowing like the tears of angels I take out my heart Resting in my twinging chest Soiled and drenched in bile and loss And I cleanse it in the welcoming waters
Everything will be alright
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