To the world he sounded like a prophet
He was the most beautiful creature of God
Anguish and soul ache was his precept
This boys grace was for everyone to accept
He loved everything,
He didn’t resist to anything
People were scared to talk, they were amazed
He mesmerized ‘em and so they praised
Reaching out to his light embrace
Emptiness and sinfulness trying to replace
But God got greedy for his creatures
Another prophet was stolen from us
He laid in embrace of waters depths,
Depths that were full of his cries
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Author:
imalexx (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is dedicated to Jeff Buckley
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Good write Im.
thanks:)
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