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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I saw you at the front of the steps I simply smiled and you said "There's nothing left" You seemed astonished But then again I promised Open your eyes and take note Beneath the ash, soot, and moat See for yourself the remains of an eternity Moments before death Moments before new life There was something that out-weighed a single breath Family and hugs Bug stains on a pair of brand new Lugs I leave this place with no regrets Fulfill prophecies And up the any on unprofitable bets For now the plan is set You and I are pieces of eternity With every head bowed And every eye closed We see the tragedies we've allowed Though I'll reach heaven I'll remain a part of Hell Let the furnace dry up any tears in my trail I was once here, Once there At some point I was everywhere Reality tears from the eyes of eternity Once a coffee hut relaxed upon a corner Sympathy of a day to day mourner Warm blue berry pie, just a slice Seems I’ve been cursed an outcast in this life Shadows taunt my guilt in these dark moments The trauma that left Loved ones speechless Even when they were so desperate to comment A Smile that stained the face of a once close friend Until my closure, until my ill fated end The sounding of a missionaries gun Out in the open, no where to run Could it have been the suffering in my innocence? A figure some what indecent Take me, but through the fire, through the rain These words will remain through eternity
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