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A QUESTion OF THE PAST

Oct 12, 2008

Meter

The vile/ cushions/ above/ the air /A
Weeping/ the death /of the/ sun,/ B
The streets /resting /full of /despair/ A
Shooting/ his tears/ with a/ gun,/ B
Hit by/ bullets,/ crying /in pain/ C
Walking/ alone /beneath /the rain/ C
Posted by Alejandra Moncaleano at 12:01 PM
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