The winding wind in this place
The crying sky turning the case
The moving leaves all lace
Leaving earth without a trace
Yet it's left it's damage
Wouldn't you think 'What a savage?!'
Yet it's life live in ravage
Cause there just living it up to lavage
The whirling hazard
Such a feeling of a dagger
The world just a dragger
We're all turning madder
The leaving wind dies
The tear stained sky stopped with its cries
The moving leaves all done with their tries
Ending the earth in its lies.
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My Jumping ( failure at suicide )
PoetryIf you like creepypastas read this. Also there are many poems that don't have creepypasta don't worry you'll see them because of the titles. DO NOT COPY MY WORK ALL OF THIS IS FROM MY MIND. Also please give criticism it will help me enhance my poem...
