FleshA Poem by Victoria
Amen of the ages
echoes through the atmosphere, begging clues and hopes to save what little life is left. But has a prayer been answered? Or is it life going to plan? Or has an angel on earth heard as flesh the wants of flesh? And rewarded the flesh with dreams. ? © 2011 VictoriaAuthor's Note
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