King Suspire
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CATEGORY
just different
The tears within this flesh shell of life.
So many wrongs, so many rights.
The wrongs shall prevail, because they know.
The judgemental, the unforgiving, the do gooders.
Look at all the good and perfection they cast out.
Glowing in the rays of the sun.
But under the moon, they lay asleep.
Upon a bed, with dirty shovels underneath.
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mlowe5 says: Indeed, the Good so often go down with the Sun---so deep---not to be reflected by the Moon! ONE. Nice. Peace and Love. |
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Charles2 says: Skeletons... |
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