Poem -
The Funeral
The surge within the purgeΒ
Regurgitated words, feeding the faceless herds
Isn't it absurd?
The weight placed
The bitter taste
The lies, embraced
Fighting your gut
Stuck in a rut
The song plays
Remove the haze
This is your sign
It's truth, divine
The song plays out
The real turnabout
The ultimate release..peace. ~kjl
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