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[title] => Who's to say
[time] => 2013-08-03 11:09:20
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[bodytext] => We shouldn't be laid
In a deep dark hole
A cold gray grave
The hourglass flows
As the sins compile
Playing the pious human
Evil hearts
Pass the while
Who's to say
Mortals wont die
In a crimson mushroom cloud
The blink of an eye
Who's to say
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3),
Tammy M Darby
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