Each word you say it seems like the hell being to paradise.
I was in a wood, it was scary, something came front of my face, it was abeautiful flower.
I said for my self, god if you help me out from here, I will never hurt people
again.
Suddenly I saw a pretty girl, she came and helped me out from the hell, and
bringed me to paradise.
She said to me, each word you say it seems like the hell is being to paradise.
Poetry by Sid
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Written on 2008-03-24 at 12:39
Tags Paradise  Hell  Girl 
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