"The Beams of the Sun"
"The Beams of the Sun"
..Time Stands still as the life is drained from their withering body's..
..All the pain and suffering of living comes to an abrupt halt..
..The red beams of light that once fed their faith..
..Have been pushed aside by the force of day..
..The Flowers..
..To scared too embrace the beams of the sun..
..Crawl down to their roots..
..And whisper as they die..
.."Don't Judge Me"..
A poem by: TheAngelOfDeath
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