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Withering like grass

Posted by kellyr. on June 12, 2004, at 22:50:48

Open your ears to what i am saying; even the children not yet born.
understand how weak we are; we are only dust; the wind blows; and we'er gone as though we never been here.
The mightiest of our enemies have been plundered; blood flowes like water all around, no one is left to bury the dead; they lie before us in the sleep of death.
I have abandoned me to death; am i am as good as dead.
I lie awake; lonely as a solitary bird on the roof; better the a thousand anywhere else.
I search my soul and think about the difference
NOW!


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