Into the Darkness

Everything2 Help	Random poetry	Silence leaves when it's ready	Human heads stacked on a steel spike
Siegfried Kracauer	They did not forgive us, she thought. We will surely die.	I have memories of the sky	Forgive me for being afraid of the world
Forgiving someone	gift	Forgiveness	Crosby, Stills, and Nash
Do we forgive our fathers in their time or in our time?	bollocks