Winds blowing
Storms growing
As you lay down in your bed
Treasures, memories, love hope
As you lay your unsteady head
Tears falling
Children mourning
As they announce the angel is dead
Dreams fading
Nightmares growing
They wonder where your soul might be
Hopes rising
Minds unwinding
At the thought of your heavenly peace
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Murders' Relatives
PoesíaEvery one has different thoughts, different minds, but sometimes we must accept that there is only one way to deal with things and thats to live with it! These are a collection of poems written to show that whether we choose to or not there are thin...
