peace.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
7:22 PM
singed sweet and soft
taste the bruised of an old war
take a look at your cannons
silly toys compared to my hands
the sun can rise & set all it wants
there is no due time for peace to come
rusted, ruined, and raped
taste the blackened meat & infected eggs
take a look at all that isnt
an isnt that almost never was
peace can be made all it wants
there is no more time to end human wounds.

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Erin Marie 23 years young - female Born & raised in Chicago.




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