Upon Meeting GabrielA Poem by Laurent Hardesty12.17.2019
As Gods are
Jealous of Mortals, I asked Gabriel For Me to stay In Mortal Form. Now All I See is Bravery In the Wrong Place. Much like Myself, But Without Moral Norm. Death to Those Without Fear! This has been the Rule For a Thousand Year. The Curses are The Epitome Of Loss. You Will See the Truth, But at a Losing Cost. © 2019 Laurent Hardesty |
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Added on December 17, 2019 Last Updated on December 17, 2019 AuthorLaurent HardestyRandolph, MAAboutLover of all things Esoteric. In a permanent Existential crisis. more.. |

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