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the sound of the distant scream but t falls upon deaf ears as the cut and trees fall, fallen deaf to the plea of earth and sadness of thee. we listen only to the sound of our problems or the hate of one. she shows us yet it is in vain for we have forgotten how to see tremble and vomits up lava, begs and plea's in vain she sobs burning acid upon yet we take no notice, she dies slow and painfully and we take no notice. compassion be gone and the strange need to protect our mother our soul bearer still lays but buried down under so deep.
 demon strait outta_hell · Mon Apr 21, 2008 @ 04:35pm · 0 Comments |
