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A Poem by Your Teaship
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Hmm The Quest Of Life? XD Idk. I don't think when I write. I mostly Just randomly start writing.... Words come to mind.

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                         The fire feeds an empty heart
                        Blood runs cold as a loneliness takes flight
                        The water creates a hurricane, it’s own work of art
                        The only thing wrong is the misplacement of fright.


     Hearts of stone, frozen cold
     Eyes of hate, sucking life from thee
     You stand alone, as a disgrace you were told
     Bound by the chains of fate, begging to be free


             The wind whispers unpleasant secrets
             Your spirit flutters, frantic to get away
             Your mind will be burdened by dark regrets
             Yet your body is immobilized by the desire to stay.


    You are death’s pawn, and life’s chosen savior
    Be strong be true, you must survive
    A new darkness will spawn, leaving a bitter flavor
    The world depends on you. Will you become dead, or remain alive?


© 2009 Your Teaship


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