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waldo

waldo

Never really fancied myself a poet, but the shoe fits from time to time.

will pain time long day dark destruction darkness thoughts wrong soul mind life feels days love death ago god place earth heart light war lies speak truth walk mother blood die man feel sorrow demons thought children eyes hate save lady trees black brings left things half future leave water free land anguish blue night endless souls reality watch smile sunny grave waste cry hand peace sick dreams fields slaves find secret remember air people suicide spread nature path hell fly moment cannot country blade kids streets ashes tears men forest form feet misery smiles wander stare float happiness sky energy pieces care buried shines devil twisted worth suffering river filled scars breath physical hands wings bleak rape breeze knees fade weak hide dance cold hiding cycle drowning walking color white grow grey burn noose passing corporate fact memory eye rotting heavy chuckle dying conversation smoke clouds corpses mountain broken