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Some roses are black,
some people are dark,
A waste of time,
is clearly marked,
For you are me,
and me is you,
but I am the,
keeper to,
know you well,
and see you scream,
for I shall sell,
me as a king,
what we don't know can't hurt us,
that is a lie and we shouldn't take a bus,
to work,to school,
but to kill the fool,
and there we have ,
the end and,
we are done.
- by elemental sadness |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/05/2009 |
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- Title: Good Poetry
- Artist: elemental sadness
- Description: More of my poetry
- Date: 06/05/2009
- Tags: more poetry
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