Jan 30, 2009 00:34
Life taker
Cut me down
Hold me back
I cry in
The night hollows.
Take my being
I’ll run away
In do time
Yes I will.
I won’t look
Back, at your
Crying swollen eyes
For the road
I see, plan
As the night.
Jan 30, 2009
24:08
poem,
death
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