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Feel
Contributed by
Gimpie
on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 04:53:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Death is not
Where all life ends
I know there's more
Beyond that bend,
Below the Earth
Within its core
Pain and torture
Brought on 10 score,
The body's well
Can feel all things
Can feel the comfort
Water brings,
Or feel the heat
Of rising flames
A fury of
Which none can tame,
Hell is where
The wicked go
I for one
Enjoy the show,
Heaven's angels
Sing their song
And this is where
The good belong,
You feel the slime
As maggots touch
Your hands and feet
Hair and such,
Or feel the glow
Of radient light
As love and comfort
Stamp out night,
I see these things
Within my dreams
Never full
But just a gleam,
A shimmer
If I dare to say
Of all the things
That come our way.
Copyright ©
Gimpie
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2004-10-20 16:53:10] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Feel
(User Rating: 1 ) by allymp on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 05:03:43 PM AEST (User
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