93784, A Plea in the morning Posted by ASIEM, Fri Nov-20-15 03:21 AM
dry bones in this place rize to find desolate traces forgotten memories the soothsayer replaced truth tellers and spoken not a word from the poets midnight has laid to rest the peace givers waking from dreams deferred no one to speak for these little children their voices creep into the morning with no one listening tears fall before the sun someone anyone scream wake up School daze are over the war started these battles must be One to win the hearts of believers struggling to define and find themselves Trapped He She moves in the night prowling for walking dead to lure themselves into alleys dark places to spill their light once cherished these are the days this is the time everywhere present images Lies don't hurt cause Truth doesn't matter any more can I get a hit more views in 15 seconds I'm viral viruses running it's showtime as this board lays to rest I type these words hoping to waken the sullen gifted to appear and write Cause this here ain't right No this here ain't right this here ain't Write ing it's a plea to come back please come back come back i watched no movement no words to breathe Life Into Dry bones where are you come back to LIFE
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