bUrn
In birth,
we pray,
to torch the earth
one day
Resolve,
evolve,
defy,
deny
Our bombs lit up the pale blue sky
Endure,
suppress,
be touched,
caress
Transform mortality into success
Repeat,
regret,
white grave,
bouquet
Tears run down our cheeks so wet
Make,
and take,
rise,
and fall,
It’s an order soldier! Kill ‘em all!
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Postat av: gabbe
Jag är lite småsugen på din bok. Hur går det med den? =)
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