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Aug 2010
Without honor
There would be no order
Without order
There would be no peace
Without peace
There would be no tomorrow
Without tomorrow
There would be no longer love
Without love
There would be no us
Without us
We will all just rot in this place
That we call this world
That we keep destroying
Saying it's all for good
And that everything that's against us
Is wrong
And we are right
We are the only ones right
You can't stop this
It's too far gone
We'll destroy ourselves
And blow each other away
And with our last few seconds
And with our final breaths
What will you say
What will he say
No one will ever know
For sure
Because no one will ever be around
The stop and hear him
Whisper...
We are our own worst enemy
We are the victems of ourselves
All the wrong we have done
Can never be forgiven
As we take these final regrets
To our graves
©Bruno Joseph Orsi     August 16, 2010
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Bruno Joseph Orsi
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