Coming down

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lights cover the sky
as angels fly down
playing their harps
and singing their songs
their voices are pure
never missing a note
as they play their harp
and when they do so
the passage of time is blurred
when they come from the heavens

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TraceS. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 2, 2012 at 7:01 pm
Hmmmm..... not sure how I feel about this one. It's good, I'm just not sure that it's my type of writing. 
PurpleTesoro said...
Aug. 2, 2012 at 4:38 pm
Nice and the picture was like made for your poem. Godd job!
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