I was born to be
Many things.
I was born to be
Free.
I was born to do
Many actions
I was born to
Love you
I was born to
Be pure and true.
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Death.
It hangs over
You, until you
Have nothing left.
Life.
It makes
Us joyful, until
It stabs us with
A knife.
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Book of Poetry
PoezieThis book of poems were created by my best friend from school, she asked me not to say her name :P ... She is SUPER good and I asked her if I could put her poems on here so ... Here they are! I hope you enjoy! :)
