..  horse by pOrtia
.. horse by pOrtia
the other night while i
slept
i had a vision of an angel
she ha
d long jet black hair
and it was blowing i
n this
warm
wind, we were on the this
l
arge mountain top, the sun
pO- was
a hell green in the sky
and all the sand and shit was
white almost grey in some parts
it was all chared and burnt like
an ash-tray
i supose, there were
no cites buildings or
any thing
man made just a chared earth
this angel looked like some mode
l
she was fine, h
er hair was totaly
full and shined so brightly in the
gre
en light of the sun, her
ey
es were deep they looked old yet
mellow as if they had been
stained
by to much sadness
thick dark
lashes framed her eyes
with
total beuty, her lips glisen
ted
wetly, red with the sha
dows of war
twisted
them slightly as she bit
into their softness as if a bitter
distaste had come and gone, she was
clearly naked in the green glare
as s
he took to the varidon scape
her wings eqaualy black as h
er hair
cut the wa
rm breeze with a grace
and ease i
had never known
silently i watched until she was
no more, my angelic vice
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