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Unfinished snippet I found while cleaning :P
Submitted:Sep 28, 2010 Reads: 61 Comments: 7 Likes: 5
It's sickness without symptoms;
A debatable existance.
Yellowed old hazy hymns,
Forgotten music to a dusty dance.
Drifting leaves in sweet July,
Shrouding clouds on weddings.
Acousticly expressed goodbyes,
White doves at the beheading.
Tight-lipped mouths concealing bombs,
Fleeting joy eluded.
Forbidding time for peaceful calm,
Seven deaths concluded.
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