Still as a tree

March 8, 2012
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He sits there all alone
Staring out to sea
His emotions dry to the bone
Sitting here still as a tree

The ocean calm as it seems
Dangerous to the eye but contains few dreams
Once she is dead
There is nothing left to dread

Kind like a grandfather
For no one will bother
The all goes black
Left alone to turn his back

For the crime he has done
He has now gone
Passed away
Now traveling to the great gateway

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