Fly away to heavens gate
Do not let the sinners touch your fate
Do not stray from the long journey up
the light will guide you all the way
Little ones who cry in bed
though nothing scary in their head
dreams of angels flying through
innocent beauty on the ground
Flowers bloom inside your head
but sadly it is that you are dead
my child born upon this day
to die upon the evening passed
Fly, my child to heavens gate,
where angels may greet you
and love you still
earth is no longer your domain
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Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow...
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Mmmm.... [link]
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Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow...
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~Follow the little bubbley things~
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~Follow the little bubbley things~
anyways, this was off the top of my head, I was messing around in photoshop and then I came up with the title by fluke, ~LordoftheMorning wanted me to do another submission so i decided a poem, with the title that i was going to give the photoshop piece, this is completely off the top of my head...
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