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Boats that carry the dead...
Here comes one now...
Little boats with little heads...
I see baby heads...
I fear the death of the innocent...
And yet...
The coldness I get when you see death...
Makes my eyes thirst for the arrival of the next boat...
Boats that carry the dead...
Here comes another one...
- by Kein Robin Remus |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/19/2008 |
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- Title: Midnight
- Artist: Kein Robin Remus
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Description:
I wrote this upon waking up from a dream that featured me standing by a river with floating candles set on skulls. A boat came and there were dead babies in it.
How many innocent kids have been denied of seeing the sunrise by abortion? I pity them souls. - Date: 07/19/2008
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- Vivi Raymaker - 01/03/2009
- in itself... the poem is well written, but you are STAGGERINGLY uninformed considering your stance on the subject.
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