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[Greggy]

When everything comes to a halt,
Will you be standing here, with me?
Will we not falter in the corruption,
The corruption of our image in the minds,
The minds of the gawking people who pass.
Pass us while we're here, just standing.
Standing while everything comes to a halt.

Dunno what to call it. This poem means a lot to me, put actual thought into it. It's deeper than you might think. :\

[Blood]

Yeah, I can tell it's deeper then what you might first think. I like it. Nice work (:

P.S. You could call it 'Together'?

[mashedbanana xD]

Thats deep