Assemblage 23 The Cruelest Year
The cruelest year
Stole lives too young
And many more still
In the balance hung
We couldn’t breath
Try as we might
Fragile as feedback
Hopeless as the night
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But the course has run
The damage done
The slate wiped clean again
The cruelest year
Tore loves apart
Its greedy fingers
Rending blameless hearts
This empty space
Where once loved dwelled
Razed to foundations
Left an empty shell
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The cruelest year
Left us behind
The mangled wreckage
Of our lives entwined
We bore the scares
Mistakes we made
The walking wounded
In a grim parade
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