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The Darkened Clouds Of Simple Impasse, Overshadowed and Constrained the Land Of Endless Suffering.
Once The Fear Was Gone, The Dead Ones Would Rise And Retake What Was Stolen For Them.
Only One To Their Killer And Their Family's As Well.
The Would Fall In Flight As If They Were Birds Of Prey, Massive Outstretched Wings, Tattered And Torn Of Lost Pain And Suffering.
They Took What Was Taken.
- by Tattered Paw |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/28/2009 |
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- Title: Retake Thine Own
- Artist: Tattered Paw
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Description:
I was IMing a friend....
He was asking what I would do if he were to die.
So.....
I wrote him a poem and he loved it....
This poem was a result of just.....
Being in the mood. - Date: 08/28/2009
- Tags: retake thine
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