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ANGELS OF THE HAUNTED SEA..
I am sitting on a cloud..
It rains for days..
I fall for a thousand days..
I fall for a thousand nights..
Into the crystal blue sea..
I'm sinking deeper and deeper..
It becomes darker and darker..
I see angles surround me..
Tears are falling from the angels eyes..
They circle me ,they surround me..
They have pure black eyes..
Pure white faces..
Black streamed hair floating..
Floating under a thousand seas..
They move close towards me..
The one angel speaks..
"You have fallen"..
Another angel then speaks..
"Into our feeding ground"
They grab me, split me..
They rip me into thousands..
Their nails stabbed into me..
Free me, free me!
They grow horns and swim through me..
They consume the last of me..
I am now an angel of the haunted sea..
(Justin dean kidson poemz)
It rains for days..
I fall for a thousand days..
I fall for a thousand nights..
Into the crystal blue sea..
I'm sinking deeper and deeper..
It becomes darker and darker..
I see angles surround me..
Tears are falling from the angels eyes..
They circle me ,they surround me..
They have pure black eyes..
Pure white faces..
Black streamed hair floating..
Floating under a thousand seas..
They move close towards me..
The one angel speaks..
"You have fallen"..
Another angel then speaks..
"Into our feeding ground"
They grab me, split me..
They rip me into thousands..
Their nails stabbed into me..
Free me, free me!
They grow horns and swim through me..
They consume the last of me..
I am now an angel of the haunted sea..
(Justin dean kidson poemz)
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