Eyes of an angel penetrate my soul.
For i church bells do peacefully toll.
On my way to heavenlier fields.
Where peace and harmony eternally yields.
My body worn used and cold.
My soul to the devil i never sold.
Did no harm in my life on earth.
Understood goodness from my human birth.
Now it's time for my soul to move on.
Heavenlier fields my moving soul will soon be grazing upon.
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Author:
Wallace (
Offline) - Published: February 21st, 2018 04:47
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Comments1
Awwwww.... good one...... nice picture.
Thank you Lorna.
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