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Rated: E · Poetry · None · #1560350

The holiest of all disappointments.

I watched him land.
He closed his eyes,
And opened his hands.
He stood outstretched,
In an attempted plan,
To save us all.

And as the Brimstone fell,
Graciously to the ground,
With all the Violence in hell.
He opened his eyes,
And I could tell:
We have been let down.
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