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Suicide

She silently prays as she reaches for the chord Wonder why the Iman didn't do this I wanted paradise here and the quiet is deafening Tick tock tick tock and her heart....... She hasn't tried makeup as she keeps step to her thoughts Outside of the mosque she awaits her destiny and strangers They are mine enemy and thirteen hundred and eighty years Young Mohammed and his brown eyes with smiles Tick tock and the tick tock When will that bell toll and the brown eyes that smile The men get seven virgins and I am one United States soldiers on patrol march by and the prayer " Allah Akbar," She is torn and the mosque crumbles A child screams as he holds a hand with no arm And a car silently burns as people bleed The mothers last thought is no pain and the hand

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 7/17/2012 6:17:00 PM
WOW,,,, awesome write,,,, ans so true,,,, you might want to inter in contest ,,,, you have a blessed day Patrick ;}
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Date: 7/8/2012 1:30:00 AM
dang, thats deep
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Date: 5/3/2012 7:57:00 AM
"Tick tock and the tick tock" is so effective, Patrick. Suicide is stunning to the core. love, Kathy
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Date: 5/2/2012 7:15:00 AM
Horrifyingly wonderful poem... Terry
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