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As the death toll rises,
I watch from above.
The burning city crumbles,
killing those i love.
Standing on the edge,
waiting for a shove.
I spread my wings around me,
and fly like a dove.
Into the sunset,
and into the night.
Silently praying,
that she'll be alright.
- by grand master alfred |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/02/2012 |
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- Title: As the death toll rises.
- Artist: grand master alfred
- Description: i wrote this a couple days ago.
- Date: 04/02/2012
- Tags: death toll rises
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