Anthony Ominiabohs Biography

Time has a rift
In this rift a space
Frozen up for you,
This space i hold
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Through shards of glass
My pain i see
Searing like hot coal on ice
Drowning in a cloudy sea
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In a hailstorm of bullets
There you lay,
Huddled up like a banana peel
Looking up to Mr. Death
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I wiped the sweat off my brows
As once more i called for a push
The battle was fierce
The pain immense
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Yesterday i was in a maze
Needing just a ray
A ray of light to flee...
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