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Oh! Misbegotten chance that
drove this family apart.
It's love wavers in the
wind with so many cruel
said words.
Emotions war in the hate
filled souls of us tormented
spirits, so that we are left
emotionless, to wander strange
lands like empty husks.
It was the first REAL poem I ever wrote. I wrote it when I was around 18. It has a basis in truth.
Friday, 7 May 2010
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