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Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by cthulhu, Oct 13, 2006.

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  1. cthulhu

    cthulhu Well-Known Member

    i have freed there souls to sore above the storm
    and kept nothing for my self
    i am left upon the ground
    to die alone
    there wings are fresh and mended
    while min are brocken still
    the heart and minds i tried to fill
    but mine are left empty by gods will
    alone i stand
    for they have flown
    and i am left
    all alone

    good bye
     
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