Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Pieces

Pieces,
A dream in
Black
And
White
Where your
Essence was
All it took
To bring me
Back from the
Edge.

Pieces,
Blood and
Chivarly,
Walking hand
In hand
Amongst the
Dead who
Swore
We were
Living.

November 24, 2006
Suge


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