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A collection of poems, songs, and short stories by Chess Venis

Monday, March 22, 2010

The End

Then the smoke will drift into the sky.
Then the blood will soak into the dirt.
If someone where still alive, they would ask:
"How did this happen?"
And the dead will all answer the fool:
"It was love."
Posted by Unknown at 8:40 AM
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