words i was born withA Poem by Kiari Sabon the end He shall die when the dead arises the five shall sing in harmony. Then all shall die....... The winds will roar and howl. The valleys shall burn like hell. The waters will turn and rise. The earth and all on it will turn on each other. The spirits of many will wither and die.
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Added on May 5, 2011 Last Updated on May 10, 2011 Author
Kiari Sabonmorehead, KYAboutIm broken its as simple as that but it seems all writers have seen the darkest and brightest moments being able to capture the hearts of so many. I can't bring myself to talk to those i should but whe.. more..Writing
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