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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Every time I sleep; pains on my brain' Abolishing my heart n soul lord escort my vein From the bounded clouds of this mournful pain I can't predict the weather nor the range of the rain But hope for the station of this moving train Thou death is sometimes rude & so insane Life remains a distance between birth & death That exists deep down in the palms of earth Demise, demise, demise; roll your unmerciful dice Flutter with our lives as we stare with horrified eyes Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, statue into dense ice Nothing panels your path nor human's wealth Wicked calamity that neither cares of people's health Guilty & innocent souls shall rest on your misty throne Plans & creatures will bow & obey to the sound of your tone Yet no grave, on the roots of earth, shall hold my corpse down I'll dwell with divine cherubs of warmth, & wear my sacred crown Emulating implausible angels in the closed doors of heavens town So wipe your worthless tears, & rinse my ashes with frosty plums Blustering monumental trumpets, accompanied by mourning drums While the faultless treasure chest slumps down the mastery ground As I tumble in a dim cavernous ocean aiding my soul to rebound Gushing tears won't refurbish dull coats munched in the idols grave Bloated hearts shall be restored by comforting pals that are brave The sprinkling gates of heaven will sanctify my bones with streams Consigning my precious soul to a land filled with endless dreams Confessing all my transgressions; as I knock on the heavens door While my corpse respite calm on the arctic layers of my odd floor
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