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Poetic T Jan 2015
The heavens wept as one of the
Universes beauties was,
Tortured,
*****,
Poisoned
Upon fertile fields now bare,
Her emotions fell as acid searing upon her skin
So they sent tears from upon high
Searing,
Molten,
Drops
"Bathed the atmosphere"
"Shimmering like a thousand shooting stars"  
For too return beauty the skin
Must be pealed to show her inner self.
When healed, time past that which scarred upon
Her earth, rivers, seas now gone.
As one of the beauties of the universe
Shone brighter in the heavens than before.
She needs a cleansing

— The End —