by dokurtybitz

Angels are bowling
In heaven

Above my head,
Some are short,
Right in the gutter
While others, rumble their way down
Getting to the end with a flash and
Loud crash,
At least,
That’s what i was told
When i asked what made
The light and boom
Just before the rain
Came pouring down,
Like it is

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