Remembering the 97 and the fellow reds who helped. (Remove filter)
Darkness Descending (For all those reds who helped)
I see no escape, just an imposing fence.
The numbing pain I feel is now so intense.
I feel a surge of pressure, rolling like a wave.
Is this terrace taking me to my grave?
It’s time to close my eyes, I’m slipping away.
Silent prayers and goodbyes, it’s time to say.
Darkness descends, the sun shines no more.
I’ve given up all hope, no more fight in store,
‘This one is alive,’ words I ...
Thursday 14th April 2022 10:34 pm
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