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Free Cee Heralded By Heartlessness
HERALDED BY HEARTLESSNESS One simple, soft and soothing handshake that's all it would take to make an old man happy who once had a family of five but now only he and one other are alive somehow he had survived two years shy a of hundred years old he' d defended his country in World War one and two or so i've been told and paced a hundred thousands floors while walking through the same amount of doors one son was killed by the ravages of a disease dedicated to only a few people who understood the plague and those who never knew I hear talk of a once beautiful woman and wife and how, for some reason, she'd taken her own life two other sons died for innocuous reasons heralded by hate and long ago the aged man had forgotten every damnable death's date he just knew they were gone while he still walked the earth strolling down Bleakmore Street with not an extra-head of cattle's worth two years longer and a century would have gone by two more years and a hundred years were growing nigh but those two short years would become shorter because of bullshit when one gang's gun would accidentally puncture the old man's heart with a bullet © 2012.....copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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