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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


Written by Ianhelpless (Ian helpless)
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