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Gawkmaster
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Silently he stood there,
In a line we stood against him.
now the people he smiled at are mostly dead,
and looking into his eyes,
they show no remorse, no sense of dread,.
at what that consciousnesses behind those eyes did create
The image of a man drenched in another,
torn apart in worthless sunder.
A friend of friends,
close to the heart,
a place of opportunity
to eyes such as his.
Innocent souls glean the false,
and today the man walks free
my freind told me it was but she may be pulling one over on mee XD
In a line we stood against him.
now the people he smiled at are mostly dead,
and looking into his eyes,
they show no remorse, no sense of dread,.
at what that consciousnesses behind those eyes did create
The image of a man drenched in another,
torn apart in worthless sunder.
A friend of friends,
close to the heart,
a place of opportunity
to eyes such as his.
Innocent souls glean the false,
and today the man walks free
my freind told me it was but she may be pulling one over on mee XD