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Empty.

i see death
walking towards me
how could this be
i dont deserve it
he was wrong before
many many times
he took but could not deliver
releasing zombi state animals
who kill and torture
shredding souls through the holes
of broken mirrors
we cant escape
we must face our fate
no more pretending
we all are flawless
almost greek god like
what would we change
war and peace at the same time
sickness and health
love and hate
black and white danse macabre.
 
 
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◄ Road to nowhere.

Time divided. ►

Comments

leon stolgard

Thu 7th Mar 2024 10:39

Standing self corrected from my previous comment too cryptically worded ( Sounds ) I say again unfailing as per usual Rob

rob1967able

Thu 7th Mar 2024 06:47

Thanks you guys. Love.

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