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Death From Above
Contributed by
fredsmith
on
Wednesday, 28th September 2005 @ 11:06:15 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Death From Above
He who isnt dead, The plague of human kind. Where the pain shall spread, My life I cannot find.
Cursed with this black love, Darkness has consumed me. Its death from above, Light I cannot see.
He whispered into my ear, Telling of my life. The path isnt clear, I look for the knife.
Stuck the blade right through, Waiting for when I die. All I saw was you, My life was just a lie.
The friendship is gone, No one left to turn to. The evil will spawn, If only I had knew.
Satin I call your name, The cuts on my arm. My soul you will claim, It was the devils charm.
By Fred Smith
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fredsmith
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2005-09-28 23:06:15] (Date/Time posted on
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