Along The Road Of The Children


United States
46° 54' 19.7928" N, 122° 42' 34.4592" W

With fury, only there is no light.
Show no pain, there is only silent screams.
With fire the children made their plight.
Blood runs as hearts are broken at the seams.
In which direction do the children go?
Choose the stunning, or the fear then foretold.
No longer do the children know lost hearts.
Pearl wings spread upon each of their own souls.
Now all are together with no lost parts.
Golden fire burns beyond the bad goals.
Now happy in heaven is where they lie.
No more evil darkness and no more cries.

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