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blood flows from the open wounds,
as the man chokes,
on his own severed wind pipe,
torn jagged by a passing bullet,
the lightening strike,
killed that young child,
as he faded away,
i wonder of his pain,
the woman hit by a car,
it left a scar,
but the world remained unchanged,
the destruction of a home,
the burning of dreams,
and everything is as it seems,
no hidden reality,
perhaps this is just my own reality,
the blunt hatred of life itself,
the uncaring world on which we live,
as it spins and spins,
as the blood flows,
i remain,
unchanged.
- Title: Perceptions
- Artist: DeathLies
- Description: A way of expressing the way I perceive the world, perhaps to broaden people beyond their own perceptions, and maybe even there's someone who sees the world the same way as I do.
- Date: 06/30/2010
- Tags: perceptions
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