Not knowing, by Disruptive Silence Subscribe to rss feed for Disruptive Silence

What if we didnt know,
When the sun fell from the sky
When the eagles stopped soaring high
When the grass stopped growing
When the moon stopped showing
When all the bugs and people disappear
And when everyone was living their last year
Posted: 2010-02-15 22:52:04 UTC

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2010-03-20 23:23:33Convalescence
This raises a lot of questions. I like it. It's kind of a mystery in my mind. keep writing. You're doing great.