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disease
Walking through this field
I feel so alone
For it is me
Who hasn't the soul
The air holds an emptiness
I feel caged
For it is me
Who gave into rage
Lay me in a hole
Keep me at ease
Lay me in a bed
Disease
Listen to the night air
So you can hear
Echos of me
Here
Lay a rose on my own grave
Eulogy of the down
For it is me
Who frowns
Lay me in a hole
Keep me at ease
Lay me in a bed
Disease
I feel so alone
For it is me
Who hasn't the soul
The air holds an emptiness
I feel caged
For it is me
Who gave into rage
Lay me in a hole
Keep me at ease
Lay me in a bed
Disease
Listen to the night air
So you can hear
Echos of me
Here
Lay a rose on my own grave
Eulogy of the down
For it is me
Who frowns
Lay me in a hole
Keep me at ease
Lay me in a bed
Disease
Published 27th Feb 2015
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