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Oct 04, 2006 11:28

To have ever touched such poison
such cowarse evasion from truth
did it steer
All of us, or one of us,
it doesn't matter.
But for such a burden to be mine
and mine alone,
I have walked myself to the corner
and sat just as alone
praying for peace.
If it was ever such un
brotherhood
In the swampland bogs of south florida
tales of hell have surely hit their mark
and the gateway to love
the garden of bliss
my own
taken from me
poisoned.
But alas, through nightmares and dreams
I have awoken
and knowing what i'm worth, now
will plant seeds of peace
cross the land
uplifting not for salery
not for love
but in.
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