Stare
Stare
staring wearing
the fine so sublime
like bitter lime
rhyme the conservation of exact
though life that people think
drink the stink
possum rode the plane
the naturel turrets that raid our land
sands of stone
tone roamed
phoned the reality of misery
wars and history combined
give us some time
no more war
rulers of nations
maze and confusion
raid the illusion
Written by tonuhalan31/4/06/mon
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