The impossibility of possibility
If you die alone you’re never truly
On your own
The things we do unto
The things we do
Come back to haunt
Like every battle that had its glory
Consequence was there
Before during and after
Like every war had its heroes
Villains and victims
The impossibility of peace
Is the impossibility of possibility
© 2006 Alec Pure
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