January 2010
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A Day To Remember
I watched the sun creep up and paint the sky in blood I watched the clouds cover the wounds and shade the skyline in a gray flood I stood and gazed as I realized that planes weren’t always made of paper, But that planes always burn
As if it were in slow motion he fell to the floor Each vowel became elongated as his screams shook the ground I heard the words of a friend sink in the car As we...