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Nick Kler

Rookie - 171 Points (07/09/1967 / USA)


When the rain really starts
It stings every wound of my heart

I have forsaken you now
Yes, you and every other soul I know
Except for one or two
They were rather close to me than you

I have burried them all
The places where I once stood tall

I'll scumb to my injuries
here real soon
You who been carving
your footsteps in gold

You who has been building
Sanatorium's free for all
The places where I once stood tall
Deep and dying
In debt of all

Nick Kler

Submitted: Sunday, September 08, 2013
Edited: Sunday, September 21, 2014

Topic(s): holocaust

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