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Guest XxsammiexX:)
Posted

The thunder roared,

the lighting flashed,

my memory of you,

is now the past.

 

we had the best of time,

besides the lies,

now all i can do is cry,

over you and i dont no why.

 

the blood begins to pour,

like niagra falls,

as i go numb,

when myu like starts to fade.

 

why should i live,

i have nothing,

just nothing to live for,

anymore.

 

the rain began to pour,

as well as the blood,

as i lay dead,

in my own bed.

Posted

I like this poem its really good

Guest Xx_Just..Call..Me..GIR_xX
Posted

its really really good :)

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