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Friday, November 20, 2009
The world sinks in a mellow pain,
It's hard to say sorry and remain,
Forbidden thoughts and unforgotten pain,
Silence succumbs to the air of the day,
The unity in a stolid humanity,
Stands in corruption of principles and mentality,
Juggling the pain of a forgotten day today,
There's ache subsiding, waning into that day,
The saddening story of a day in May..
Raise the arms, swords and ranting say,
"Goodbye to the bloody days"
"Goodbye to our sorry ways"

Yet there is nothing that remains....
Yet there is nothing that remains..
posted by bereaved vendetta @ 7:56 PM   0 comments
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