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Its turned so cold.I need you here beside me.For I am soon to die,although i am not old.Hurry now.For my sun is setting.Comfort me, hold my hand.Don't..
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In night's cloak, you'd come to me.You were a secret, rarely seen.But that was then, and this is now.I'd keep going, but I don't know how.I'll always ..
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It smothers me.I choke.I gag.My tears are streaming.My head is spinning.My skin's in blisters,The ground's in flames,fire.Something you cannot tame.
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IWill holdon to yourhand. Will re-member your kiss,remember your touch.But now the night must end.I think you were,still are, myone, onlydream.Just a ..
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I just wrote this about a little cousin of mine.
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I'm not exactly sure where this came from. I think it was a mixture of a horror movie that i watched, and the Grim Reaper.
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It's pretty self explanatory.
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This poem was put in motion by a real event that happened one day at school. It shows my prior views, and explains what changed them.
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I just started writing about how I see some of the kids at school. Sometimes it seems like they're a different species. In the hallway its literally l..
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Its pretty straight forward really. A girl just has these two amazing friends. Then for one reason or another, the friends leave her. Then she see the..
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