Monday, August 17, 2009

How did it feel

There are vipers in the garden of the sun
Peering through the grasp of change
Deceiver's of men, dying for the false one
Begging for the touch of rain
They will sacrifice all for love
But for the lamb, poison falls from above
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  1. Mitchell FamilyAugust 24, 2009 at 9:06 PM

    This poem everyone concurs is very good. It really flows.Very professional.

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