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Angels have suffered and demons have died.
The number is endless for whom have gone cried.
The war has been raging for many sad years.
Poor people have drawn on and poured all their tears.
The angels are sinners and demons are saints.
There's no way for someone to make a complaint
About one group of beings all being the same.
But still the war burns with a spiritual flame.
Nobody is perfect. We all have our flaws.
We all stand with no defense, bearing fake claws.
This battle continues and seems to not cease.
The population of our angels shall decrease.
For they all have died for our fake prayers and our sins.
But we don't even know. We just care about who wins.
So let angels be angels, and let devils sin.
This battle is endless, and no one will win.
- by Skeletal Refrains |
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- | Submitted on 05/05/2009 |
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- Title: The Battle
- Artist: Skeletal Refrains
- Description: This poem doesn't have one specific meaning. I would like to know, what does it mean to you?
- Date: 05/05/2009
- Tags: battle
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Comments (3 Comments)
- planthearth1 - 05/08/2009
- I feel like music-lover... is mostly right except that I think that even though It isn't possible to be perfect, you should try anyway. Is it a lost cause if your fighting for something you belive in?
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- Skeletal Refrains - 05/07/2009
- There's no wrong. There's no right. It's merely how you interpret it to yourself.
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- CrowleysGirl - 05/06/2009
- wow. that was so kewl! i think it means tht evryone thinks saints r all perfect and we should try to be like them, but no one is perfect and the war between good and evil continues without rly knowing wat side they belong on.... am i wrong?
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