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The Dead End

The echo of the hollow the emptiness of distress The guilty pointed finger of a calculated guess The dust left unattended leaves such a filthy mess When it settles on the hollow of all the emptiness The fire and the flicker and the ever burning flame The color rogue on a cheek brightened by the shame The tragedy embroidered and pictured in a frame Has changed life forever and nothing is the same The whisper in the ear that blows lies in the wind The equation of the math unable to comprehend The smoke slowly rises into skies where it blends When life makes its final turn into its dead end The eternal creature laughs over and over again To God you pray in fear begging for mercy, Amen bmdavey@11/13/2024

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Date: 11/17/2024 3:51:00 PM
Grim but fascinating,
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Brian Davey
Date: 11/17/2024 4:07:00 PM
Thank you for reading and your input, I appreciate you
Date: 11/16/2024 7:30:00 PM
Yes, it's true ' Life makes its final turn into dead end '. It's inevitable. But why to beg for mercy ? I am righteous not religious. Have Good Days.
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Brian Davey
Date: 11/17/2024 4:08:00 PM
Most people beg for mercy even before death it is the nature of the best to want to start past your time

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