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Not There Before
You saved them but then fell again,
the circle’s in the sky.
Divided fence and happenstance
don’t care if it’s a lie.
Tomorrow’s way fades into grey
and blue melts into black,
as silent sounds in crushing rounds
creep in for the attack.
An empty stage and crumpled page
bleed deep into your brain.
Don’t ever sleep. Don’t ever weep.
Don’t ever feel the pain...
Saturday 16th March 2024 10:42 am
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