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Through the fields of Grace

Through the fields of grace, Set fire to the face Run away, set the pace Live with your mind buried in the cries So wrapped up in your warped lies Nothing lives anymore; tomorrow everything dies Slam the door and whisper their fate Lie some more and open the gate, The gateway to the hell you promised in frosted words of glorious hate Lie to them, the ignorant FOOLS! As they waste away...those useless tools Slanderous words of false glory They fail to see the underlying gory- Deaths covered to hide the shame That they lied to bring riches and fame So through the fields of grace, Set fire to the face run away....and set, the pace

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 8/9/2013 8:10:00 PM
AWESOME, EPIC and EYE-POPPIN' poem you wrote! I can't believe I haven't seen this one! Always, Laura
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Date: 10/12/2012 10:27:00 AM
Oh this is awesome...I love how the poem starts and ends with the same verse but gives a different meaning!! Love it...will be a fav.
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Date: 10/3/2012 4:31:00 PM
wonderful write Rebecca,run fast,we Jamaicans got a little speed in our legs,so I will set the pace,lol
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