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Feb 2014
We all embraced death,

we did

we forsook warm cells for raging fires!
In hearts of soft lead,
we hid memories of past funeral pyres,

we did.

we chose retribution,
as cold and blind, as rain choosing ground,
of the past, well, we clutched tight hold
and chose a hammer’s sound…

we did.

Do you not all agree!
We exchanged Tomorrow for Today!
It is what we Saw that we choose to See!
What was too heavy we threw away
We held chaos in our fist
to scatter like red, hot seeds,
hoping to add a burning number to our list

Is this the corpse upon which destiny feeds,
our own?

If I fall, another will take my place,
too much spilled blood for mine to end this race.
When, once, from behind the smoky clouds, I glimpsed a star
I knew for certain just how far
from yesterday I have run
And the damage my Tomorrows have done…

We all embraced Death, we did.
And from Our spawn, we ran

And hid.
Timothy Roesch
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