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Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the (H)eartH...

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...By War


Grieve! Grieve! Grieve! Wail howling man’s sorrow like an infinite mist painting everything with the brush of exactness… 

Grieve! Grieve! Grieve! Mourn my woeful spirit and my failing courage, weep for the dead and dying of the battle with myself!

Screech a woeful prayer and permit peace to be your god...

Mourn a misery so profound that it holds open hoodwinked eyes long enough to reflect a consent of a grave paradox- suicide by war.


© 2011 by mark prime



~I believe that love is the only thing with legs enough to outdistance fear~

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