Freedom, Happiness and Peace
The Dawn an ever Distant Dream;
Running from Myself, Running from Me,
Run all I can -
Escape! will it Ever Be?
Crawling, Dragging , Drowning in the Mud,
Laughter and Cheer -
All is Red, with Blood all is Smeared.
The World all False, shielded by Lies,
Numerous Annihilated each day,
Why should I be Spared ?
Come down, Descend -
O' Mighty Messengers of Doom,
Pierce Me, Take Me
Render me a Chance to Bloom.
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Monday, April 12, 2010
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