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Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: incoherant
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Nov 11th, 2005, 06:22 PM
my daughter wrote this for rememberance day (she's 11)
Trenches below
The bedraggle trenches down below the dirt
The unlit hopes roaming around and all that's left is hurt.
Pain, courage, and bound
To come around
The victorious and found.
The overcoming feel of the inferno blaze
the triumph of all that is glazed
It's called rememberance day
The day we pray
for those who paid the price for all who live today
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