January 20, 2008
By Samuel Reichman DIAMOND, Fairway, Kansas
Samuel Reichman DIAMOND, Fairway, Kansas
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The tide trembels
And hopes collide,
Two nations' fears -
Standing side-by-side.
It's off to war,
And off to hate,
All hell
Let loose from the gate.
Fear me! I cry.
Be not near me! As I die.
The pain recedes,
And in its place:
Nothing but the lucid chase.
Reaching through the dark,
Reaching through the blind,
Reaching through the pain,
Still I do not find what I seek,
The dryness taking the kiss on my cheek,
With one more bullet fired,
My will begins to grow tired of the gain,
And with the loss of my love's last drop,
I fall in without a sound.

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