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| Subject: ..::Life::.. Wed Jun 17, 2009 2:45 pm | |
| The murder cry as their red beady eyes stare Through you, shadowing the life Where we tend to hide from Soceity? No, from ourselves As we explore the depth of exsitence Yet we emerge from the Earth As seeds ungrown Let alone, from unplanted hands Imperfection Different minds Never ending infinite plains Miracles untouched Death before birth Innocently buring alive in our womb Crimson blood trickles Down or up inside of us causing infection Of? We're just human Not the only one in rooms, taking up the air Blamed for mistakes Awarded for right Emotions become powerful things we can't control Connected to words And if wrongfully used The meaning is worthless and you feel like that too We're not almighty But the life around us think we are Letting acorns fall off themselves The tree believes in reincarnation Are hands as their savior The murder crys From behind our shadows
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