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Apocalypse Hope
1 ReviewsA poem of a vision I had.
It is morning
Or so they say
Hark the calling
That comes in May
The night is nigh
The clouds do shout
The day is through
The waters spout
Go away
From evil and sin
Do not play
With the Devil's kin
Angels cry
Their hearts broke
Do not cry
On tears choke
I will save you
From sorrow little one
Today is the day
That I will come
Or so they say
Hark the calling
That comes in May
The night is nigh
The clouds do shout
The day is through
The waters spout
Go away
From evil and sin
Do not play
With the Devil's kin
Angels cry
Their hearts broke
Do not cry
On tears choke
I will save you
From sorrow little one
Today is the day
That I will come
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