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We Are But Clay

We are but clay,
Soon to crumble to dust, fade 'way-
After the Cold Hand's call
And the dead bells' knell

We are no more than memories-
In the mind of an amnesic-
Our voices timely lullabies
Our ideas bombs on count-down.

Soon the winds start browling,
And the seas a-raiding
No more singing birds
As nature sinks to sleep-

The somnolence weighs over mankind
The latter, like Jezebel, is but having a make-up.

Behold the mask, behold the impostors!
Humans veiled to conceal scalding faces:
No mourning veils, no remorse
As humans take another shape.

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Shadow Hamilton July 21, 2013 at 3:14 AM congrats on win Shadow x smiles

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Skat A July 19, 2013 at 9:01 PM this is great. CONGRATS <3 SKAT

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