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Breathe

The debris flying everywhere Nothing left but ashes Hearing others scream Wishing this was a dream No survivors Have could God do this Have man fight man Hold your breath and count to ten One........ Two........ Three...... Four....... Five....... Six........ Seven...... Eight...... Nine....... The world hasn't come to an end So Breathe

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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