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[aid] => mick
[title] => Trail of Tears
[time] => 2007-04-17 08:27:12
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[bodytext] => I wish I did not wake tonight In the middle of the moonshine We are forced at gunpoint to go on In a last desperate stand They march us into the night Trudging through snow, many fall And disappear in frozen graves forgotten We are ghosts under the moon Snow falls through our souls During our trail of tears Families are shattered lives destroyed trail of tears My Father holds my hand He is my protection His grip weakens He falls I call to an officer " My father is dying " He aims his barrel at my old man's grieving face A blast echoes into the night, blood sprays "Now he is dead," the officer smirks My tears won't stop falling, now I slowly lose the group to be with my Father I hold him close, his warm blood all over me And I die in a grave of his open arms [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Spellofnature [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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