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Aug 2013
Open my eyes see the man
The man I’ve been running from
All my life he’s been chasing me down
Now he’s here looking me in the eye
Saying quietly ‘Time to die’
I turn to run but he’s too quick
Time stops with a flick of his wrist
Turn to look at the man, the man who kills every thing
His hand on my shoulder, time to sleep
Close my eyes and angels weep
Mourning the death of me
Written by
Cora Beck
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