Buried

I stand at the beam of sun, where no light can shine from

The helpless is total destruction, oblivion if you let it go

Facing down unable to face the love for my sun

I see the ground with rotten senses more disarray the one can hope

And all I can see is the countless bodies buried staring back at me.

10/09/2003

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