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living life
Contributed by
BEE
on
Sunday, 9th December 2007 @ 10:46:50 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Droped dead to a pit of no remorce Deep nights tearing the tears from his eyes Leaving him to drop dead in darkness The since of dying such a lonly death Sits on the bottom of his mind And as his nails dig deep into his skin He shakes as if he was frozen But as time past The door to Light opened He could run free from everything
By branden goodrich
Copyright ©
BEE
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2007-12-09 10:46:50] (Date/Time posted on
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