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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1420186
...a non-rhyming poem about god's black wing
HEAVEN........
HELL.....


Two opposite, never to touch, never to be apart.
In Heaven, it is God's dark assailant.
In Hell, it is the holy messenger.
It is neither good, nor evil.
It fears for what he is, for what it may soon become.
The angel of death, God's black wing, Hell's holy devil.
It is the link between life and death, between the life stream and earth.
The river Styx, flowing through the heavens, which the angle of death rows the boat of life down.
The river of life, the stream of death.
Two things never to touch, never apart, causing balance between the worlds.
If they are to touch, chaos would ensue between heaven and hell.
Both fighting to destroy one the other for control of the ultimate power to give life, and to take it.
With this message in mind I wish to ask you this.

Tell me, is death truly wrong?
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