Gray SkiesA Poem by SharkapillarI know it hurts I'm hurting too My dear, I know What you're going through
Death isn't an option, dear Not when you have Happiness near
There are are many words That rhyme with "suicide" "Parricide", "patricide", "cyanide" Also "decide"
So decide what in life is important to you Good things will overrun bad, 'tis true
You may not see it now But you will someday She's simply not worth it Your skies won't always be gray. © 2010 SharkapillarFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on March 7, 2010 Last Updated on March 7, 2010 AuthorSharkapillarRed-Light DistrictAboutmy name is Aoelaigh, I'm 18, and I haven't really used this website since I was younger and I don't really write anymore. All of the writing you'll find on here was from when I was young and desperate.. more..Writing
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