My pain of losing you
through this life
cannot compare to the pain
of the past life
I yearn to hold you
like I did in years past
I need you so much
please pick up your
dead Jewish husband
who slaughtered a billion
Nazi's for you here in Seattle.
Someday, somehow, wont you please show up
at my front door
I need you so much
like never before.
"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."
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