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Spirits are an array of emotionsThey circle around, pretending to be aurasHappiness and laughter are of the good Somber and grim are considered of the..
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Give me a topic and I'll try to write about it mostly cuz im bored
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Blood stained, Beaten and BrokenLost in sight, A simple mirrorSome never see, what’s plain and clearOther’s cannot relate when they are th..
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This or thatBlue or blackEat or starveLost or foundKind or rightMe or themPain or hopeLight or darkDay or nightLive or dieThe choices on my mindI&rsqu..
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All I wanted was not to botherYet here I am beginning to stutterLost in my head, scratching the surfaceDrowning, from the lack of understandingControl..
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Reuniting, a summer past timeSaying goodbye, a lonely driveWelcoming, despair to arriveDon’t miss your flight this timeLost in arrival timesPeop..
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By ourselves we laugh togetherBut with others we start shooting daggersI wish to go back to our old gamesI don’t like the gun to my faceSave me ..
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Trusted fellows Unworthy forThe game of warI have no swordHelp me nowThe fighting it endsWars becoming wonI have no choiceFight to liveThat is itNo ma..
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Blood stained walls I seeThe stench of iron in the airMy god! What an unholy sight to spareIt looks terrible I wonder who or what did thisI never agai..
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The tree it bears apples of gold Its deadly nature, hurting lifeThere the two snakes wonderOh, how they corrupt the treeForcing its hold to be of pois..
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