The Angels and Devils

April 25, 2013

the angels life remains hell but there heaven after death health ignites fire, pain smothers ice cold making war sometimes is peace creating hating from opposite endures loving nightmares become usually dreams freedom isn’t slavery sweet bitter angels sןıʌǝp ʇǝǝʍs ɹǝʇʇıq ɯopǝǝɹɟ ʇ’usı ʎɹǝʌɐןs sǝɹɐɯʇɥƃıu ǝɯoɔǝq ʎןןɐnsn sɯɐǝɹp ƃuıʇɐɥ ɯoɹɟ ǝʇısoddo sǝɹnpuǝ ƃuıʌoן ƃuıʞɐɯ ɹɐʍ sǝɯıʇǝɯos sı ǝɔɐǝd ƃuıʇɐǝɹɔ ɥʇןɐǝɥ sǝʇıuƃı ǝɹıɟ uıɐd sɹǝɥʇoɯs ǝɔı pןoɔ ǝɟıן suıɐɯǝɹ ןןǝɥ ʇnq ǝɹǝɥʇ uǝʌɐǝɥ ɹǝʇɟɐ ɥʇɐǝp sןıʌǝp ǝɥʇ

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lizardoa21Jun 25, 2013

<p>good piece am curious as to how you got the words to be upside down. liked the idea with angels on top and the devils on bottom was really cool. Could you explain your process?</p><p> </p>

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