0202p.06.24.2013
i know that you're a warrior
so hear that this burden i bear
is a new war to fill your days
i bring enemies and obstacles
and the death of apathy
...what next?
your peace misread as boredom
all follies surely by the grace of god
were meant to play out their own way
and with no regard for our pleas
the days march by unchecked
...what's left?
voices replace older voices
as tones and timbres are forgot
beaneath the ashes of all else burned
and though i would not dare to guess at her sound
i could swear i heard her on the radio just now
...what's that?
0212p.
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