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when i lay on my bed i hear nothing, while outside the wind blows on my face. never ending coldness is what i am , why am i hear to rot.
lifes fun and sad my tears are pure blood while maggots crawl over my eyes
thunder storms happen earthquakes kill yet im still live when im yet a teen
why is it ever year you start to love life but when you want out you cant do it.
a poam by Dark

- Title: My Poam
- Artist: Sadersaur
- Description: my poam i made about my feelings but its not really a poam i think
- Date: 11/15/2010
- Tags: poamsadtearslone
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Grumps95 - 02/09/2011
- lmaaaao thats the worst thing i've ever read...are u an emo or something??? hahahahaha
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- Oh Noir - 11/15/2010
- i luv the poem ^,^ =3
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- Sadersaur - 11/15/2010
- i think i can do better ppl dont critict the spelling and
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