SaddenBlueEyesofShadowBlueTears's blog: "Poetry From Lady Aimee"

Heaven open a gate for me

It let me walk through to see

That I have the potential to be

Something greater then even I dreamed

I was floating on clouds

Soreing on the winds

Of an angle song

When all of a sudden

Hell opened up and said

Your not done

You still Have a torture of a journy to travel

We cant let you go till your done

So now my wings of joyous song is over

Till the death of this Hell is gone.

I travel this world alone

With only my heart in sorrow

Trying to make it on my own

With two kids to carry and care for

What a hell of a road to go

After my journy is done

After the pain has gone

I will still stand tall and strong

Knowing I have taken myself

To the top of the clouds on my own.

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AimeeBuchanan