So much to say,
Though nothing´s been done.
Crossing the same paths,
Chasing the sun.
Death rattle, skeletons One.
I am half alive, I am half dead.
The earth is the anchor and the drum.
My family, my universe, my only home,
This state my soul´s birthplace.
Yet I show another cheek.
Rumble it comes...
Our twisted dance for love.
We are history, we are the future
This present is our essense.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Hayley Hartmann.
Published on e-Stories.org on 01/13/2005.
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