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The blood I spilled
The fear I felt
The wrong I did
Can be undone
My evil deeds
Has lead to this
And now someone is dead
The blood I spilled
Was not my own
The fear I felt
Made me run away
And now inside I'm dead
The death of he
And the death of me
Blood was shed
To go back to start over
To never return
To never feel pain
Is to late
- by Shm3xyn3rd |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/31/2009 |
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- Title: The Death of Me
- Artist: Shm3xyn3rd
- Description: This poem hi the dark me the me that's always hiding and I thought I'll let it out and this is what happen. Enjoy!
- Date: 01/31/2009
- Tags: death moesha223
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Comments (5 Comments)
- NERDETT555 - 04/20/2009
- as for joe_rat_man you dont need to be hating on peoples gramer before you check yours and as for the poem, it was awsome 5/5
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- RoseBecky - 02/02/2009
- I really enjoyed this! I can't wait to read more if there more! 5/5
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- Moonlight_Maiden123 - 01/31/2009
- wow that was very good
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- Oakyia - 01/31/2009
- wow, fix your description. better grammar please. 4/5 pretty good peom.
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- Shm3xyn3rd - 01/31/2009
- Yeah I did it!
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