In the dark without a light
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Complete Thu, Mar 26, 2015<5 mins
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just a poem I thought up! Go ahead and read it :) feel free to criticize ill try not to take it to heart if you think its horrible :p
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In the dark I hear them calling
In the night I turn to run
In my dreams I feel I'm falling
What are bullets without a gun
I wait for shadows to pass me by
Death came and went
I turn my hollow eyes to the sky
I wonder if you were heaven sent
In the light I see them coming
In the rays of light I stand
In my thoughts I feel I'm cunning
My life has went without a plan
I think my heart has turned to stone
I cant feel a thing
In a room full of strangers im so alone
I'd welcome the pain
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