Raise The Dead

Raise The Dead | Poetry on Mooseymares

Raise the dead

To cleanse the Earth,

Leave the fair ones untouched.

In my dream

The angel looked like me

And I wondered…

Can I be fair?

Can I be divine?

Yet so cruel

And watch them die.

With a smile.

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