I wish there was nothing <br />But pretty death <br />Because friends disappear <br />Like casual breath; <br />There should be daggers <br />Flying from ancient graves <br />To kill passionless slaves <br />Selling trinkets of precious memories <br />Like they were dime-store casualties! <br />Corpses should cover the ground <br />Like hungry seagulls at the beach, <br />There is no love, <br />Merely eternal defeat!<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-friends-look-like-king-herod/
