Wanderer
Date: Saturday, 1st November 2003 @ 04:14:55 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: brokenheartedfool
As I wonder through this land I see many things.
Death, pain, destruction, and chaos just to name a few
People need to stop and think about the actions that they take
Its funny how tears and blood always seem to fall together
Personally Ill be happy when I die
No more problems and never to be hurt again
Who can ask for anything more then the sweetest release of all
Maybe when death comes to us then we will see the wrongs we have done
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