Feathery white,
Uncensored light,
A roses sent,
So transcendent.
A pounding voice,
Sounds so fluffy,
He spoke twice,
And said I'm free.
In his arms he carries me,
He tells me I'm safe so soothingly.
The tone in his voice makes me believe,
Is he the angel god sent to me?
Feathery white,
Uncensored light,
A roses sent,
So transcendent.
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suicidal thoughts poems
PoésieThis is not a story but a book of poems, my wonderful friends gave me the idea so thank u guys hope you enjoy reading these poems as much as I enjoyed writing them for you.
