The Voice Of The Angels Poem by Quintin Bouillon
The Voice Of The Angels
When I'm takin' up into the holy place
Where no one else returns.
I'm caught in remorse, sad and depressed,
Missing the sound of my singing voice.
Don't get me wrong, in heaven I still sing,
I do every day in the choir
But back on Earth my voice had potential
To make me famous there.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
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