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No matter how man sins,
I will not forsaken he who binds me to the mortal plane,
and so I wander these fields of ash and pray,
pray for the forgiveness of these black souls,
and for each prayer I sacrifice a feather,
and happily die.
- Title: Angel's Breath
- Artist: jesim
- Description: This poem was inspired by a really deep dream of mine so if you have any questions about it just pm me.
- Date: 11/11/2008
- Tags: angels breath
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- planthearth1 - 04/13/2009
- I've had a dream like that. My friend , whom I new sined, was siting in a field of dust covered grass. She was couthing , I only thought of one thing ... One of us will die from this.I found a white feather and dusted him off, but whan he got up I fell and began to couth. He cried and I disapered in flame.
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