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this poem is about a man murdered by his fiancee so she could marry his enemy, he then watches them at their honeymoon as a gohst.
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The stars above my headshine bright, bright red,everything around me looksdead, dead, dead.I stand on the thing thatI truly despise,wearing a disguise..
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I walked this pitch dark hallfor too long now and thelights still won't turn on,I've seen enough now, but whenwill it be gone, it's nothing but ashall..
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The box you kept me in is week and fragileand I have broken it,You haven't noticed all the timeswhen I tried to kill you or whenI threw stones at you ..
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This ones for dad,that ones for that day, underneaththat one is for my agonising life.What is this? I hate the life timethat spins around me,slice the..
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I want to get to the gates as badlyas the moon wants to get to the darkduring the day.Every breathe, every stepevery thought that I take a pieceof me ..
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The sun shines for no reasonat all,accept to see the people fall.There's nothing in this worldthat I truly desire,my hope for passing the finishline i..
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1 Her bulging eyes bonded with the snow-white paper that sat in her typewriter. finally , her tanned hands met with the machine and finished off her a..
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Every second, every minute,every day, feels like a million years.When will it be over, the pain and the tears,every drop of rain, every moment of fear..
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