When You'Re Afraid!
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Eric Cockrell
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your love
killed me...
now i'm nothing more
than the blades of grass
the gods walk on...
the cool stones down
by the river where
they go to wash...
the small twigs broken
to start their fire....
the stillness you run to
when you're afraid!
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