Kaleb Brown Biography

I am the child that always weeps,
I am the child the never creeps,
I am the child that has no friends,
I am the child that needs many a-mends.
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What is loss compared to love?
As bright as day in the darkest night
As fast and gentle as a white dove

The loss of life after she left to the above
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The end of the world is near,
It is all very clear,
It has started this year.
2010, this year.
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I arrive with led and metal,
Guns bombs and missiles,
There was a loud whistling, like from a kettle,
Through every colony, was a great big assaile.
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I am to die,
On my lips,
A last war cry.
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