The obituary will never be written
No grave shall ever be dug
No ashes will ever be spread
Be sure to know this however, God is dead
Prayers will remain unanswered
Pleas will not be heard
No chance for the righteous to find repentance
Evil will flourish without penance
Love will begin to wither
Fear will continue to grow
The skies lose their color and become dull
Now useless what is to become of our souls?
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Hearts gone cold
PoetryThis is a compilation of poetry and thoughts most centering around the idea of lost love or loneliness. #1 sad poems 1-19-19 #1 compilation 1-19-19 #1 poet 1-29-19 #1 deep poem 2-22-19
