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Tuesday, May 31, 2005
...poem...
only a poem today...
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"The Pain of Others"
The pain of others...
Like a knife that cuts...
Allows rose red blood to drip;
From petal soft skin...
Into a puddle of sorrow...
A puddle of suffering...
The pain of others...
It is like a pill...
One that is made to kill...
To leave one lifeless...
Free from this world...
Living in the land of the dead-of peace
The pain of others...
It is like a bullet that causes death...
One that causes unrest...
The rise of the four...
Death, Disease, Decay, Pestilance...
To slay all that is I...
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have a good day...
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