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Feel
Contributed by
Gimpie
on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 04:53:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Death is not Where all life ends I know there's more Beyond that bend, Below the Earth Within its core Pain and torture Brought on 10 score, The body's well Can feel all things Can feel the comfort Water brings, Or feel the heat Of rising flames A fury of Which none can tame, Hell is where The wicked go I for one Enjoy the show, Heaven's angels Sing their song And this is where The good belong, You feel the slime As maggots touch Your hands and feet Hair and such, Or feel the glow Of radient light As love and comfort Stamp out night, I see these things Within my dreams Never full But just a gleam, A shimmer If I dare to say Of all the things That come our way.
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Re: Feel
(User Rating: 1 ) by allymp on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 05:03:43 PM AEST (User
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