Death, by Your Everlasting
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We all die
most cry
some love
some shove
Death can be good
death can be bad
it can be happy
it can be sad
The death I write
is my fight
my light
and my sight
She meant everything
to me that I can see
she meant nothing
to me now you see
By Your Everlasting at the age of ten |
| Posted: 2009-05-07 23:11:10 UTC |
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| 2009-05-17 08:56:25 | leon reader |
| Hey that's cool! Ten? Wow, you should be cozy in a cotton wool membrane or chewing the fat with school sounds and playground hysteria! Nice subject! Hope your cool! |
| 2009-05-22 16:40:11 | Tyler Cedric Golden |
| indeed a decent subject but a nice poem overall...good job!....Tyler |