Being in pain
The blood does stain
It was not in vain
We have all to gain
We've got the crane
We left with the train
From Spain
To Main
Waiting for ground to be lain
To ease our strain
From being hit with a cane
And thrown in a drain
When we were slain
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Poems Of My Emotions
PoetryAs the title suggests these are poems of my emotions. Some are sad, while others are happy or just neutral. I write them whenever I get an idea, and my ideas are influenced by my mood. Though not always. I like the more dark and gloomy poems so just...
