Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

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Former angels
Sitting upon blood soaked
Branches and crying
Out sorrow to the
Neverending filth of humanity.
Watch them flutter down
And bless the refuse
Before taking their place
In an immeasurable limbo called heaven.

10-5-09


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