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Fire is burning up my arms,
Cold water splashes upon me,
I can not feel the pain.
Eyes burning this blood red,
A haunting melancholy cry.
I can n..
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It was my fault,
It is all my fault,
The endless nightmares,
The neverending torture,
It was my fault,
All my fault,
That I'm lonely,
That I'..
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I wrote this at an english course... hope you like it!
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I stand in the graveyard,
The sun goes down,
I hear the tree's creaking,
Why, I do not know.
I stand in the graveyard,
Faded shapes appear,
Ti..
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What I believe.
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Why do they say to be honest,To live life well,To be truthful,To work hard,When everyone ends the same way.
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A story that I came up with on the spot. It's very short though.
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Come yonder people, come yonder.
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Just a little poem I wrote.
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