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Sun 1 Jun, 2003 11:03 pm
Dark dismal winds envelop thee,
The only God now blinding me,
Flood waters stream out my eyes,
Mankind screams a one last lie,
The flood gives way, with the God amid,
Wooden cross decay, the tomb's permanent lid,
Bonds unchain me with one last moan,
Weathered storm, yet am alone.
This is old, it was on my page 2, so I updated it to annoy you.