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Mar 2011
Laying in the endless grass
Just waiting for time to pass
Time slowly moves
Its runs in well worn grooves
The sky bleeds a bright red
Some things are best left unsaid
People talk and say nothing
useless words are unloving
Thats why i sit in silence
Because half said words lead to violence
Patrick McCombs
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Patrick McCombs  26/M
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