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[skeily_anne]

music comes and music goes
but today it seems that music
should not even live
while my world cries
and my heart beating
says nothing to me

silence now
and all around
it echoes with the questions
of a thousand tears
why this death must come so soon
why my heart must be so weak
why you break us where we stand

yet the violence in the taking is so rude
why would you let it be so empty-so pitiless-so cruel?
where is your hand in times of trouble?
where is there comfort in this grief?

avenge, lord
bring justice, lord
bring peace