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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Untill We Reach The Sun

Say....no bottle crumbles in the house,
Fire...the fire arms assembles in the room,
A mega static reason,
A value added trouble,
Designing of a new world order.

Herbivores foreign scholars.
Self sided,black heart,
Materialistic backyard scientist.
Say noooo....the compass points so far.

The day ends but the world never does,
The rain falls but the cloud doesn't leaves,
Bowed out in a first round kick,
Go slowly,lets walk slowly,
Until we reach the sun.

Reflecting all the shadows,
In the words of prophecy.
Forever ain't no fighting,
And everybody lives.
Disgusting hollow people,
Who only speaks of politics.
Misguided computation.
And many hazard risk,
In a land call freedom.

Sacrificing all our lifetime.
Safe guarding false belief,
Non existance holy worship.
Hey you......am falling on my knees



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