Serenade from Hell
White wings, golden paths to evil
Love extricated from retrieval
Hearts of boilng ice, frozen fire
Of pure innocence a spiral
A teardrop of many a rusted night
God-given, hell-taken, synonym of fright
Another one for the infinite line
Another broken taker-of-time
March, brave soul, against the tide
Wage fruitless wars against fate's bride
And come to, slip away, back into bliss
Your awareness is the only thing you shall miss
This poem is about:
Our world
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