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All around, all around Is the muddy, muddy muck And the rotten, red, ****** gowns All around, all around All around is man Up and up and down and down All around, all around are Cries of a bruised silence And tears grown violent. All around, all around Are massacred dreams And sliced open seams. All around, all around No more thoughts, All around, are empty cots. All around, all around Looking past the landmines, Are depictions of a man's mind.
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Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 7:50 PM UTC
All Around
All around, all around Is the muddy, muddy muck And the rotten, red, ****** gowns All around, all around All around is man Up and up and down and down All around, all around are Cries of a bruised silence And tears grown violent. All around, all around Are massacred dreams And sliced open seams. All around, all around No more thoughts, All around, are empty cots. All around, all around Looking past the landmines, Are depictions of a man's mind.
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Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 7:50 PM UTC
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