Theany Ouy - Temporary Creation

Assigned as a mortal,
My soul begins to fade..
I can hear death calling,
I see my destiny's made.
While life takes it's path,
As we live to die..
Another soul has been taken,
Another mans cry.
Loneliness, fearless
I must not relent,
To heaven up above..
My soul will be sent.
Under an angels wings
And to the heavenly skies,
A soul full of pureness
must now rise.

Theany Ouy

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