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Looking into your laughing eyes I can't help but wonder... Did you or did you not know That the one you cling to is only an aunt? That your mother still young had fallen aside? That this world you jump in is dying with vice? I cry when I see you smile For fear of the day your pigeons die The day these hawks feast in your sky The day a snake in no longer toy The day a tree cuts down a tree. Bask on my love While it is still light The vultures can head For the butcher's house Your home is among bright stars above Forever giving light to this vile life of mine.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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