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Ashtray Of Life
Contributed by
Thora
on
Tuesday, 25th November 2003 @ 11:23:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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Hell was the place for angles
Up high on a shelf, safe.
Flames of orbed kill me
I don’t, don’t want to die
But I don’t care much for life.
Church every Sunday but
No holy hand of God so
The little catholic girl
Burns alone until she’s ash
Masked in fire his eyes glimmer
Like the hell flames
I was designed to burn you
Your soul in his ashtray,
Your eyes his snake eyes,
One and one.
One by one, they burn
Copyright ©
Thora
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2003-11-25 11:23:37]
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Re: Ashtray Of Life
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by PhantomVampyress on
Tuesday, 25th November 2003 @ 01:40:35 PM AEST
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good poem
peace and joy
JENNA |
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