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Don't Listen to Me

Here lies the truth:
broken like bones,
hollow.
Here rests a matrimony of
curled-up leaves
and remembrances
under the starry night.
Here remains a fight for
survival,
courage to keep love
aloof in the collapsing arena of
gunfire -
they hate hopefuls like us,
and frankly,
I don't really give a damn.
So,
here lies the truth:
Here lies.

Powerful, isn't it?





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