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Dec 2013
So sigh a T.
I've been waiting for the cityΒ Β to rebuild itself.
So sigh a T.
Reaching out to those with no help.
So sigh a T.
How we dance the dance of an unhealthy conundrum.
So sigh a T.
Living for death with no regard to the sound of its hum.
So sigh a T.
I've seen you weak I've seen you tall I've seen you peak.
So sigh a T.
I've seen you great reaching out for everything.
So sight a T.
But where are your arms now?
So sigh a T.
Where did your warmth Go?
So sigh a T.
But where did your love go?
So sigh a T.
The world has given up on you because you were meant to be their martyr.
Jesse Howard Brown III
Written by
Jesse Howard Brown III  Wilmington
(Wilmington)   
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