One by one
Here we come.
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One by one
The broken ones.
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Crawling from
Our dirty slums.
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Better run.
We've just begun.
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Ain't this fun?
Insanity's come.
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Quiet love.
Your screams are done.
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No mercy, none.
Nowhere to run.
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Shadows come.
We're not done.
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One by one
Here we come
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One by one
The broken ones.
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One by one
Here we come
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Every one
Against the sun.
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Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
