Deceased ones never cry. We are over here begging the grave To suck us into its darker stomach, it is not a lie. How many times have we been honest and brave Without getting caught between heavy teeth as we crave For what causes concussion every treacherous session? Christ for us; What more do we need? Life becomes infinite gas When we accept Him to be brushed Away from these problems That we invited for ourselves...
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