Gratitude
By iain
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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Gratitude
Take me from this place.
Save me from the human race.
Help me wash the blood from my face.
But then we are done.
Stand between me and the guns.
Stop me marching to the drums.
Save my ears from their forked tongues.
And then we are through.
Step away from me.
Don't bring your problems to me.
And don't you dare cry for me.
Because I don't need you.
Why should I take you from the place?
Save yourself from the human race.
Don't come to me with blood on your face.
Because I won't help you.
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