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Red Paint
Contributed by
Red_Paint
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Monday, 30th January 2006 @ 06:58:15 PM in AEST
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AmericanTragedy
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The green grass is painted red, which no one can
see, listen to and learn from the dead, as they cry out,
over time I have learned from them because I listened to them,
they once told me, " History Repeats Itself ", I have learned from,
and listened to the dead, as they cried out to me,
but then later in life, I heard something else from the dead,
" Mankind Rests On God's Shoulder, And Each Time Blood
Is Spilled, We Move Colser To The Edge ".
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Re: Red Paint
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by iodinelove on
Monday, 30th January 2006 @ 07:13:05 PM AEST
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To be honest with you, we haven't fallen far.
Nothing's changed is probably a better way to say it...only time ^_^
always, abraham |
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Re: Red Paint
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by lostrelic on
Monday, 30th January 2006 @ 08:19:14 PM AEST
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| a interesting write ty for posting it |
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