One, two.
Three, four.
What are you waiting for?
Five, six.
Seven, eight.
Come on grab the blade.
Nine, ten.
Eleven, twelve.
End my life I already fell.
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Poems That Speak From The Soul
PoetryLong ago my heart was full of life and love. Now it's full of depression and despair. These poems I write are what I feel. So enjoy this craziness that I feel. ~Candy {Not part of the Marvel Kids.}
