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As the leaves turn from green to brown and fall from that branch that holds them high,
It is the season of hate.
God guessed how horrid this season would be.
We fail to see just how much Gods sick joke presses us into insanity.
We melt and fall just as the leaves.
As we sin and sink to the lowest level.
We melt into darkness and grow within shadow.
please post your idea for a good title.
- by Intachi-Onami San |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/17/2009 |
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- Artist: Intachi-Onami San
- Description: i dont have a title so post a comment and tell me what a good title would be and ill pick the best one!
- Date: 10/17/2009
- Tags: fall
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Intachi-Onami San - 11/19/2009
- lol
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- goodcharlotte007 - 10/18/2009
- what kind of sick joke r u playing? geez! ur a frigin......idk. bad though! I DO NOT LIKE IT!
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