Sunrise

by vickerson   Mar 4, 2007


Bleak and dark, death and hate.

blood was home, to where my soul rest.

watch as the fires burned everything.

the sun rising, giving us hope.

giving us all life, and the feeling of warmth.

but the cruel reality, that this was.

...another sunrise in hell...

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