"Desertion" as written by and Mark William Greaney....
Pebbles bleed as the love recedes
A waste of breath all this stoic stealth
Beyond poppied hills we see
The meeting point of our history

Impressions of life
Confusion is rife

Tell a lie then intensify
All your thoughts of hate to articulate
On poppied hills we see
The meeting point of our history

Impressions of life
Confusion is rife


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