Monday, November 8, 2010




Run from me,
I am devastation.
I am the end,
I am the realization,

That there is no hope,
There is no day break,
There is nothing left,
To take.

There are no loving sunsets,
Left for anyone to claim.
No beautiful sun rises,
That will ever be the same.

No there is nothing left here,
For anyone to love.
No there is nothing left here,
That will ever,
Ever rise above.

.. ..

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