Poems of Freedom
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These are poems i write when I was feeling down. Please read them.
Angel's Light
in darkness of the night
there was a simple light
cast down by an angel
who's life is at an angel
the angel's simple light
will start a fight
the angel was wrong
the light is strong
the evil is weak
like a crow's beak
the angel's life fades
but the light stays in shades
the angel's blood is flying
the world is crying
the angel is dead
but the spirit lives
the angel is the light
Stars
stars come to glimmer
stars come to shimmer
shining bright as the sun
their light was the fun
stars give us light.
that shines so bright
the stars are free
just like a bee
the stars' colors sing
the stars' colors bling
stars are breath taking
just like their making
they hide in the mornings
stars are not boring
they stay after the end
but never do they bend
Rainbows
rainbows swirls
rainbows twirl
the colors show
like on a bow
they appear after rain
they appear over a plain
rainbows swirl
rainbows twirl
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