She wrote murder on the walls
She screamed death took its toll
She killed innocence with her eyes
She lacked flaw in her disguise
She pleaded to be taken away
She cried her sanity to stay
She needed to be free
She was chained on bended knee
She died in a sick twist
Obeying the laws of the fist
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Alaizabel's Poetry
A young teenager residing in New York City will be writing poetry whenever she feel like it. If you wish to read proceed, if not turn back.
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Darklings_Angel
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