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Gone
Contributed by
reeses
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Friday, 17th March 2006 @ 12:26:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I Remeber The Times We Had, So Thinking Of You Now Makes Me Sad. When All We Ever Did Was Scream And Fight, Now Your Gone And It Doesn't Seem Right. And All I Got's This Paper And Pen, Writing About Wishing You Would Come Home Again. I Know You Won't So I Take This Blade, And Ask For You To Come Home, Am I Insane? You Still Don't Come And I'm Lying On The Floor So Cold, Surrounded By Blood, Growing So Old. I Can't Think Of A Better Thing To Do, Take My Own Life, Cause You Took Yours Too..
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2006-03-17 12:26:19] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Gone
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 29th June 2007 @ 05:44:20 AM AEST (User
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This is very good. I really liked the rhythm of the poem. Good job! |
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