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I Still
May 11, 2009
I still smell the stench
of buring and decaying flesh
it fills the city streets
my feet echo a beat
like a drum beat of execution
I still see the pain
in the eyes of the deathly sane
tears cannon fall from my eyes
the deadly gas keeps them dry
like an empty desert
with black skies
I still feel cold from burns
the heat was intense, but now, the wind stings
i still hear the cries for help
i still remember how i stood there
wondering...
Why?
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