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Current mood:Stoned Category: Writing and Poetry
New dawn fades weeping crystal tears as cold as October rain In the cold light of mourning Everything is clean In the cold light of morning Mist rises off the bay and once again everything is obscured by clouds
In this climate, stone walls shatter In this place, the dead have names Here, the past lies buried, the future forgotten And the laughter of ghosts tatoos the sky like thunder
There can be no rest, no peace when love bleeds like roses.
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