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There Will Be Justice

You can’t ask me to drown out silence
I can’t paint over black
When the sounds of war have disappeared
and the gunshots have been fired
And all that’s waiting
is for final words to be spoken
and for Hell to open up
and swallow us whole.
Would the devil take
an innocent victim?





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