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COME INTO MY ARMS - The Arrival, Chapter 1

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Honeybees


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Written by Sorrow Is My Mask   
Tuesday, 01 April 2008
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Honeybees

 

Pretty trees and honeybees

Turn into dead flowers along with so much disease

 

The infection spreads itself wide

You know you're okay, until it gets inside

 

Your mouth begins to bleed

The veins within begin to scream

 

Simple body functions now become a chore

Your longing to die, impossible to ignore

 

It's the government killing us off

And the president, he's out playing golf

 

But that's okay

I don't want to be saved

 

I hate this ******* place

Earth, what a waste



Copyright 2008 Sorrow Is My Mask
Keyword: Honeybees
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Comments (2)
Posted by Sad Sara
2008-04-01 19:34:23
lol

What the hell yer got goin' on here Cody?

Is this some sort of jaundiced view for midnight?

Anyway, yer Poetic intensity here I cannot simply dismiss, it's passion personfied I tell yer.

Take care, and remember that breathing thing

Goose Fraba

Hehe

Okay, I'll buzz off now

I'll see yer me friend,

'Anna
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Posted by Tarhead Mugwump
2008-04-01 20:29:08
that was

definitely dark!
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