Tomorrow comes Not.
(a Choice Opposed To Fate.)
+++++++++++++++++++++++
The rage boils
in its mind..
corrupting once
sweet places,
that His Love no
longer finds..
due to angels
turning their
faces.
(from The
Grace he
sought within
A Heart
to find.)
__
This Time
Tomorrow
comes not..
my love..
it was a
Moment Too
Late.
Remember
thus before I
start to Rot.
(and ponder
Now a Choice
Opposed to
Fate.)
j.s.h.
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