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Tragic

In the middle of the night

I see your face

In the middle of a dream

I see your face

Your face so young, pure, and sincere

Your face so mangled, ****** and lost

 

In the middle of the night

I scream your name

In the middle of a dream

I scream your name

Your name is horror, fear, and plague

Your name is death, grotesque, and gore

 

I have no rest after I saw your face

There is no sleep to those who know your name

Death of innocence at such a young age

Witnessed by innocence at such a young age

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Written by
daniel-farnam
American
Published
Sep 7, 2010
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