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Two feet we stand Apart from each other With a hand extended And a tear ajar The last time to see That which meant to me The world all over To which ever exists I stand beside a hole To that which all will fear The worst thing ever to live A spawn of hell A prisoner in a sell He was given up to him Sealed away without a chance With a tear ajar The hand quickly falls The space grows further And two becomes forever

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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