Silence
I dream of death
as I'm sliding down
from my grave
onto the ground
The silence is loud
I hear not a sound
I feel the love drip
so now I can drowned
I see the wind growing
from a gentle breeze
my savior is evil
am I the
desiease....
James......................
Copyright © James Stevenson | Year Posted 2011
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