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The View

I wondered how it would be just for one second to be free away from this demanding scream but sadly all i could do was dream When I slept the place came to me and for that moment i was able to see how love was like for the rest of you my god, what a lovely view It was like seeing angels fly instead of hearing them when they die for once there was only beautiful silence away from this horrible place of endless violence my mother and father must have known this place they must have looked god straight in the face for me i never knew but i came close when i met you i learned what music was like through you i learned what peace was like and then I knew that in you i had found my escape from this world of soul-less rape i cried for once without any sorrow i thought there was hope for a new tomorrow but that window closed my eyes once more but i at least i knew what i had been fighting for i may not be fighting for me but at least for that moment i was allowed to see what the rest of you can have when i am gone like a wilted flower burned by an angry dawn that day can not come too soon i'm afraid i can't fight under this moon this heavy lifeless moon of doom so full and cold as my tomb but i can look past these bricked up wall because i know now why angels fall they fall for girls like you who showed them heaven's view

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