scarecrow29 : Writing

Life

Life

A Story by scarecrow29


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The End

The End

A Poem by scarecrow29


A will of iron,A heart of gold,A mind of steel,A body of flesh,Laid to rest,By a bullet.
The past

The past

A Poem by scarecrow29


Aeons passed before we'd meet againI'd miss her, feel the hurt and pain,Then we'd see each other, her and me,She'd say hello, her voice to me, like ho..