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What
have I done?
Am I
not fun?
Why am
I never included?
I’m
always secluded,
Ignored
and out of sight,
All I’m
askin..
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The demon claws at me again,Go on its goads feel the pain,Pick it up you know you want to,Come on you fool it's nothing new,Across the peach coloured ..
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Come to me,I call to thee,Flow like the sea,Sway like a tree,Truth will set you free,Call me an escapee,I have found the key.
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In the darkness the dead of night,Ever watchful your eerie sight,Cold chills and evilcacophony,That is it my last prophecy,I close my eyes and pray,Fr..
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A poem about life and death
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