Saturday, July 21, 2018

Slow Dance

I feel the rhythm of angels
I hear a voice like rushing waters
Blood surges ruptured veins
I can barely feel the pain
Another divine taken to rest
Freely falling, enjoy the vertigo
We all dread this inevitable
But I,
Will flow in dirgeful contents
I,
Sank in a slow dance to immortality.
# RIPdad

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