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A Dream

Words. Words in a herd. A herd of small words that beg to be heard. Sound. Sounds from the ground. An unnoticed sound of those left in the ground. Dead. Dead in the bed. A young man who died while asleep in his bed. Dream. Dream til the scream. A beautiful dream that ends with a scream. Shout. Shout to get out. You cry and you shout and you beg to get out. Free. Free absentee. The unoccupied cell of a freed absentee. Gone. Gone is the pawn. The man that is gone is no longer your pawn. Game. Game full of blame. A game between two where we both share the blame. Guilt. Guilt that is built. The engineered guilt of those that God built. Make. Make it with hate. All that you make inherits your hate. Love. Love's not enough. When the world goes to hell love will not be enough.
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joe-roberts
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May 21, 2014
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