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Third End Twelfth Beginning

Stars all shine in this memory of mine Several times I've seen it end And every time, I died A little bit of my soul goes with me always The third time that it hurt the most The twelfth time I must see The huddled crowds of my peers A portrait washed in gray They march with me and fall with me Perfectly linked until we all start crashing Stranger things have happened I won't pretend I'm alone When I've seen it all and lived it all In you It's all coming to what we've wanted all along Through what we've learned and suffered It isn't that much longer The heat was quelled but its effects were present Struggling to find my place Tell me, just who am I? In this huddled mass of my peers A portrait washed in gray All alike but separate Perfectly linked but we all fight it Stranger things have happened I won't pretend I'm alone When I've seen it all and saved it all From you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 8/30/2012 1:46:00 PM
Poet of many souls, great words man. Read ;{>
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