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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

BLUE MOUNTAINS

The tidings circles with pain
the screams were too loud
I can feel the agony
The left over of a hurting heart

I could stare forever
Yet see no flying shadows
I’ve been around so long
That I could lose my voice now

War brings no peace
Rather stolen words
Of a solemn mind
Of a caring heart
With determinations and no fear
No loss no intentions

I could watch the skies
For a day or two
Yet see no glory
Nor salvation
Redemption too far
Only guilt my companion
Salvation my hope

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