fire and blackened wings, by a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad. Subscribe to rss feed for a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad. 

why write poetry about fallen angels
when theres no pain in the heaven from which they fell
why cry for dying angels
that end up burnt in hell
god thinks those angels deserve,
to fall into the devils mindless herd
and if your god is always right
then you still look up to him
and give up on the fight
the devil was the most amazing angel 
but what if in a fit of powerful rage 
brought on by jelousy
god threw him into a firly cage,
i know your god wont spite me down
cause your god is not around
Posted: 2008-03-09 05:48:05 UTC
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2008-04-04 20:20:16safe_passage
i think that you do not know MY God, becuase that iswhat the world thinks, not what i know of my God. It wasn't that way, MY GOd is differenet than that. Write me and we can talk if you want.

2008-04-22 16:01:47Natasha
some where in the world still people pray and hope god hear and believe the angel will pray to.. but if people stop believing then what the world will be