The Pain of life
Time stops,
The trupets sound,
Before u know it,
Death fills the ground.
Pulling u in,
Out of sight,
With no regrettes,
And out of spite.
The rush of blood,
The stab of a knife,
Then u feel the pain,
The pain of life.
Poetry by Miranda
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Written on 2006-10-31 at 04:22




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