Dark Poetry #4 |
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Among The Living |
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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
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Among The Living I am the dead, Waiting for day, So I can walk the streets… And pretend to live. Each day while I walk I see my family mourning in sadness. But I think to myself “Get over it, I have!” I walk in the middle of the streets, Letting cars “run me over”, Sometimes I will cause accidents, Making myself appear to the living. But when I cause those horrible accidents, I make new friends—while the others hate me. And they walk with me day by day, Until I’m ready to face Heavens gates. ~*Julianna*~ |
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eternally_singing Member
since 2007-12-18
Posts 123PA, United States |
Interesting... I like this piece At night a candle's brighter than the sun |
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