[girlNferno666]

well yeah this is late in my tribute to sept 11 sorry people i couldn't find the poem topic so there was no way for me to post it x.x i know i'm a dork who needs to learn how to use the forum better hehe :P


The heavens spread wide open over our heads
The soft sweet smelling grass our beds
The gentle brushing of wings like kisses upon or cheeks
The soft melody of buzzing the lullaby that sings us to sleep
Dreaming of ever lasting peace
Where no mothers weep
And sons lie in bed and not in an open field of the dead
With no markings upon our resting place
No remembrance of our fall from grace
Like garbage we litter countryside
Our last thought mother please don't cry
We have the flies here to sing us our lullaby
As we dift off into ever lasting peace. . .



Edited By girlNferno666 on 1095241381