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Tuesday, September 20, 2011

the death of hope

the death of hope

I can not fight this war
it blazes all day long

I remain silent,
a monster with a sad stare

my insides are hard at work
twisting and protecting
while the burning continues

but the enemy is growing
hidden in the blood mud trenches

the ground still smokes
from past destruction

hope skeletons hang
from charcoal trees

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