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Jun 2015
War
Commanded by war
Controlled by the bombs
Whipped by the screams of a hurricane
Struggling to stay sane

Death's breath is combined with ours
when the time has come to collect our helpless souls
Clinging on to him
anything we can grab
We all gather under his patient eyes
Watching another day go by
Written by
Taylor Shelton  America
(America)   
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