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DEATH

by celticskatermatt1

Member since 2004 · Posted 5 Dec 2004 · Edited 5 Dec 2004 · 4 comments

death awaits you like a lion ready to strick death huants your every move blakend heart and hardend face as death takes your very soul the flower withers and falls to the ground moisterizing deaths evil stare. do you wait until death beats you by? worry about your own heart which flickers in the dark.

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4 comments

[8] travelingsk8er 5-Dec-04/6:10 PM Reply
deep.....real deep
[7] Dovina 6-Dec-04/8:58 AM Reply
Five misspelled words.
The last line is preachy and better omitted.
[7] Dan garcia-Black 6-Dec-04/9:09 AM Reply
Did you mean "strick?"
[n/a] deleted user 19-Jun-05/5:27 PM Reply
Alright; you are dyslexic. Nothing to be ashamed of and it's definitely curable. But I'd like my enamel to last a little longer so I better steer clear from your poetry from now on...