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Posted by Matt on Wednesday, February 26, 2003 at 16:03:44 :
'Of All This Love'
Of all this love I find only the sensitive,
The oppressed and the guilty, the dead
And the dying, the hate and the hating,
The noise and the war.
Wounds of the victims that will never touch,
People who will sit on their crucifix for me,
Waiting for someone to turn around and cry,
The people who are ready to see me and to
Scream and yet
There will only ever be silence
Within these four walls of apathy.
I bleed, for it is through this undying nature
That I have been poisoned, neutered and
Beaten into the comfort of everyday chaos.
I bear witness to the suffering of
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