One day all be dead,
But please on that day,
Don't weep or morn for me,
Just never forget the last thing,
I said to you,
Because I darn well knew it was,
Going to be the last thing I would ever,
Say
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My Dark Poems
PoetryTitle says it all. - They are not all dark, either. - And there is a few scary stories I found. Note: None of this is like, personal, or true, I convert my anger and depression into these poems. Some have meaning, others don't. Also there is a slig...
