The ResultA Poem by ღSherion~RaineღFace is hot Hands are cold Feelings hidden Beneath the mold I have no choice I have to choose It's easy to win And hard to lose What's crushing me most Is what i have to pick When I try to fight back The pain comes too quick The answer's there So I close my eyes I blackout the hatred and all of the lies The result is a gun and a bit of blood but the gun doesnt matter because i'm already gone. © 2009 ღSherion~RaineღReviews
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4 Reviews Added on October 22, 2009 AuthorღSherion~RaineღBoxville, MIAboutHiya! My name is Sherion Raine. I'm 16 years old. I've been a poet for a long time. If you wanna know something about me, JUST ASK! ElectricFM! more..Writing
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