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Created:
05/30 2007
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Category:
Pain
My Poems
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Departure of A Sin |
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Lonelyness For Two |
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Engraved |
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Touch |
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Beauty of Nature |
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Flowers to be Forgotten |
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That Wild Ocean Gem |
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Revenge |
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Purple Wonders |
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What Sadness Is |
chelsea vs. death
oink, oink
is the sound of her
cuddling up against your
body at night
the warmth of her breath
on my face as i slept
but as time went on
her days woke up painfully
and ended sadely
disease took her body by surprise
and ruined her life for as long as
she had to live
as her days grew shorter
and came to an end
her killer began to take its toll
on her small fragile body
forcing her to keep still
not to move, for she will ache
it hurt so badly
no medication could stop this killer
only a shot a sad sad shot
could save her now and it did
from her killer inside
a tear was shed
and feelings were newly born
but her spirit still lies on
and forever it will


