Now that you're deadA Poem by Pallida morsIt sounds really childish lol, oh well
I'm caressing your cheek Now that you’re dead Now that you’ve died Forgive what you said. Because you're gone, you'll never hurt me again Now that you’re dead I have something left Things you didn't kill I'll remember instead
© 2010 Pallida morsAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorPallida morsWAAboutHappily depressed haha, don't ask me what that means, the people who know me best know what it means. A little odd - but hey, who else is going to write you a story for your birthday?!?!?!?! more..Writing
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