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Hollow Thoughts
Hollow thoughts preached
To choirs of ambivalent nature
Sing infernos tempting fate
From deaf defilers with no name.
Graves sold to dead men having
The only reflection of grace,
Shown through gold in hands
Splintered by blood.
To choirs of ambivalent nature
Sing infernos tempting fate
From deaf defilers with no name.
Graves sold to dead men having
The only reflection of grace,
Shown through gold in hands
Splintered by blood.
Published 12th Jun 2014
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12th Jun 2014 1:58am
Welcome to DU!!! I must say you are off to an interesting start. Thought provoking write. Well done! :)
12th Jun 2014 2:06am
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